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07-24-2012, 03:30 AM
Golden eyes watched, could almost see the wheels turning in her mind as his words made an impact. It was curious, seeing how a few simple words could make things clearer or foggier for someone. Interesting to wait to see which way things came out. He privately reveled in being allowed this quiet intimacy, his approach not measured and his reaching muzzle not deflected. But he was startled out of it when she spoke, two simple words that didn't quite make sense at first.
Ears flicked back, then forward as he peered questioningly at her. They quirked outward in bemusement when she looked up at him with a warm expression and a smile. Such an open display of feeling was out of place on her... but it suited her immensely. There was a warm, fluttery feeling in his chest, which he firmly ignored, even when it threatened to choke him when she spoke again, questioning him.
WeyrLeader... It was a word that spoke of leadership, or guidance. Of strength and wisdom. Of the building of a group. It whispered of dragons, making his skin itch. The question was a weighty one, but its meaning more so. He studied her, gazing into her eyes for a long moment. Then he dipped his head. "Of course. You have been such to me for longer than you've asked of it. But are you ready to be that for others?" That was the true question here. Was she ready to do all she intended, be all she intended for all whom this dream of hers entailed?
Ears flicked back, then forward as he peered questioningly at her. They quirked outward in bemusement when she looked up at him with a warm expression and a smile. Such an open display of feeling was out of place on her... but it suited her immensely. There was a warm, fluttery feeling in his chest, which he firmly ignored, even when it threatened to choke him when she spoke again, questioning him.
WeyrLeader... It was a word that spoke of leadership, or guidance. Of strength and wisdom. Of the building of a group. It whispered of dragons, making his skin itch. The question was a weighty one, but its meaning more so. He studied her, gazing into her eyes for a long moment. Then he dipped his head. "Of course. You have been such to me for longer than you've asked of it. But are you ready to be that for others?" That was the true question here. Was she ready to do all she intended, be all she intended for all whom this dream of hers entailed?
