Chimera Fields i was listening to the ocean

he is pleasantly surprised by the woman. beneath the cloak of midnight, it is hard to read the tones of her pelt; to see the shifting gradients of auburn and dark red, come together to create a beautiful woman. what he sees now, he wishes to see come daylight.

perhaps he can keep her here until dawn comes, and steals away the stars she dances beneath. luhtar is fixated on the thought, the possibility. he steps forwards, closer, cautious still; it is not his intent to spook her.

but he does not think he scares her. there is the visible essence of awe in her gaze. the effects of the moonlight.

i not look much. he admits, head tilting slightly as he gazes upon her. he treads lightly in a circle around her, as if inviting her to a dance. they pretty.