Her brown wavy hair has the smell of Lavenders, I could tell from that time my father took us to Ireland last year.
Her soft caramel skin and her pink pulp lips were simply breath taking, I wished I could've seen her again. I sat beside a tree, right where I saw her for the first time. I snapped my fingers and face palmed myself, for what was I thinking, she was from the Purdessy coven. Those witches are nothing but trouble, father took his pack and ambushed them about two months ago. I could've tell she was a Purdessy by the mark on her chest. I took a risk, a risk when I took her back home, back there. Why didn't I attack her? I should've. I'm not ready to be a part of the pack, I had shown mercy and that's my weakness. I picked up a stick and started drawing in the sand as these thoughts ran through my head.
My ears started to twitch as I heard twigs breaking from behind me. I turned around and saw her, dressed as a man wearing pants and boots, which was quite unfamiliar. Those people never wore men clothes, they had quite the customs. Her hair had two braids that reached down and rested on her chest. She looked around and soon spotted me. I sat there waiting for a greeting or response.
She walked up to me with a very strong poker face, couldn't tell if I was in for a treat or was going to be thanked for what I did.
"You're a werewolf, aren't you?" She sat down beside me starring deep into my eyes. I could tell she wanted to blush. I was a little uncertain about how I was going to answer such a question.
"Depends, who's asking? I'm Gabe." I dropped my stick, dusted my hands and reached out for a handshake.
"I guess I should thank you for helping me yesterday. I'm Kat." She smiled politely, I thought I had something on my face.
"What What happened to you yesterday?" I said just after I paused for a minute. I could tell she didn't want to answer and I also wanted to stay clear and put my guard up. I didn't wait for an answer. I stood and grab her hand and walked down a trail. "Come on."
"Huh? No! I mean we just met. Why would I go somewhere with a stranger? I have to continue to explore the lands before dark." She pulled her hand away and opened a map she had drawn herself and walked turned away, looking in it. "Goodbye Sir." She didn't walk away so that means she's curious I guess, and she's hiding the blush with that silly map.
I pulled the map and looked at it. I took the drawing utensil from her ear and began to fade away a place she had drawn in. "This place isn't shaped like that. It a little like this." I drew back the plain she had.
"Would you give me that?" She stretched over the to grab it from me but I raised it to the sky. She pushed and fret for it, that I tripped and she did too.