Hidden Grotto It’s difficult to move on when nothing's right

and being blue is better than being over it, over it

Odin Archer

Odin's brow scrunched with worry when she mentioned she had wandered off. Smelly? ...Oh! he wasn't the fasted boy when it came to subtle mentions or when it was best to leave things alone, "Well I think yer smell great, honestly..." His tail was waving over his back and he stepped closer to bump his nose against her cheek to illustrate that it didn't bother him in the slightest. But then it dawned on him that she was alone, and there were all sorts of bad things that could happen to a wolf on her own. And actually, now that he was this close to her, he wasn't sure he wanted to pull away so he averted his gaze instead, his voice was soft, and maybe even a little bit shy, "Are yer sure yer okay out 'ere alone? I could hang around fer a bit... if yer wanted."

(This post was last modified: Mar 15, 2018, 02:38 AM by Odin.)

It wasn't a big surprise that Odin thought she smelled good,but Lenae found herself feeling relieved -for the lack of a better word- nonetheless. At first she wasn't entirely sure why, and that concerned her. It almost seemed like something a bad person would say,followed swiftly by a sickly smile. But when Lenae looked up at him she saw nothing of the sort in Odin, he was dark yes but that's all there was in common. He demanded nor took nothing from her, he was just here, smiling and saying nice, earnest things. Whether she thought it was for the best or not,  it was clear that  her self imposed solitude had done nothing but drag her down.

Perhaps...it was time to change that. Even if only for a little while. What harm could come of it? Maybe...Nothing had happened last year, after all their efforts, all their time Lenae emerged from the season relatively unscathed. What was to say she couldn't do that again, of her own free will this time?

The thought left a strange taste in her mouth, her brows drew down as his question reached her ears. It was foolish, she knew that she should deny the temptation as she'd done so before- as she, or any self respecting woman- should, and yet...

"Please... stay with me a while."She found herself saying, turning so she could glance coyly over her shoulder as he tail moved to the side just so.

What was it her Mother used to say? Que sera, sera. Whatever will be will be.

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