Lion Head Mesa the only thing that haunts this house is me

you're fine... right back at you :(

she felt something click in place, like she may have just set some dangerous central power up with the last thing he needed secure his rule of the world.  but, it was what she was here to do, and she found herself powerless under his gaze.  she did not understand why, and any grasp she made towards it fizzled before it had a chance to begin. 

he talks of marriage, lineage, things that had little use to her. it might have seemed impossible given the beauty cerulean beheld, but she had never fallen beneath the gaze of men the way she did in the wilds.

what could marriage be to a woman who had never been considered? 

still, she could not help but to follow him.  she looked at him like she was captured by him, like she belonged to him.  it would be my pleasure to share the view, pharoh.  she bowed her head, and if he moved she would begin to follow.  you must hold many considerations, she says.  these social frames, balanced between so many entities.  she had been quite distant from the leaders of her natal pack; to see it up close made her ache for them.  it was a weight to carry.  the hunters, brecheliant?  she would hold bridget close to her heart, but offer, they are good people.