by Moto Butaj on Tue Apr 18, 2017 4:19 pm
He feeds the best morsels to her without haste, enjoying selecting them in a way that pleases her taste buds. He does not seek contact beyond this simple, tender rhythm. Watching her eat with appetite is already a reward, as he has taken no small effort to prepare the lamb. In this moment of relative silence the drumming of heavy rain on the yurt is even more prevalent, giving them the treasured sense of discretion, the wall of rain outside dimming sounds. "Perhaps Butaj should cook more often." He smirks fondly.
Scorpion Clan | Bushi | Big Bad Keshig | Black Horse | Slacker | Soul of the Steppe | Honest
Profile | Expected Honor | Status 1 | Glory 0 Has: furs & leathers, daisho, knife, one of musical instruments, skin of kumis, keepsake, Yuki's fan
Sometimes also: bow, horse, light armor, other musical instruments, tent