Shy Deer Steppes Nobody's soldier

Half of her hadn't expected him to give in. Even if his acceptance was sharp and unwilling as it came from his lips, he listened, heard her. And maybe it was just to show her that there was no point in hoping, but still he followed her. It toyed with the strings of her heart in a way she struggled to make sense of. She nods firmly at his reluctant approval, eyes of cornsilk gold expressed the feintest flickers of gratitude.

She welcomed his shadow while it loomed over her, unyielding even when she challenged him like she had. She wanted to show him that she could do something, for the weight of his stare against her leg through each day and night burned some fire in her bones.