August 05, 2015, 10:43 PM
When the girl arrived, he instantly noticed her body. Curvy. She could have easily rivaled Zhavvi, had she joined the khalas earlier. She was formed in a way most women would dream of being, naturally seductive, even when she wasn't trying to be. But Zoratto did not look at her with a sense of longing as he looked over her form. He wasn't straight after all, he knew that now. Women had no sexual effect over him.
He half-recognized the words that exited her lips, but pushed that aside. His eyes were trained on the bison grazing on whatever grass was left after the fire. "We bring bison home." His voice was heavily accented, and already naturally deep, rumbling in his throat. It might attract a woman, it might attract this woman, but he had no awareness of it, naïve as he was. He was focused on their herd, after all. "We make bison charge into Hoshor Plains. Make sure bison stay."
He half-recognized the words that exited her lips, but pushed that aside. His eyes were trained on the bison grazing on whatever grass was left after the fire. "We bring bison home." His voice was heavily accented, and already naturally deep, rumbling in his throat. It might attract a woman, it might attract this woman, but he had no awareness of it, naïve as he was. He was focused on their herd, after all. "We make bison charge into Hoshor Plains. Make sure bison stay."
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Bringing in the leftovers - by Zoratto - July 30, 2015, 10:03 PM
RE: Bringing in the leftovers - by Tinashe - July 31, 2015, 12:50 AM
RE: Bringing in the leftovers - by Zoratto - August 05, 2015, 10:43 PM