Loves ItHe could only watch from afar as he sat on a branch of a rather large tree. From there he’s shaded from the sun, safe to enjoy the view of one girl in particular. She hasn’t noticed him since early that morning just before the sun completely rose; he’d been following her again. What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her… for now.
Today, she stands in front of a rather large creature; which has no importance whatsoever. It’s not what interests him and he’s a little irritated that it lured her out into the sun, away from his clutches. On top of that, it acts as though it can defeat her because of its obvious strength and towering height. Yet she remains in front of it, a rock in the midst of a river – forever standing strong amidst the current of evil and wrong doing.
It’s what amuses – attracts – him to her.
The way her slender fingers wrap securely around the hilt of her sword. How she inspires raw fear into the monst