Sunday funday

”I know the feeling, but to take a few moments to take care of your self isn’t selfish,” he said with a smile. He knew his words might have confused her, but he wasn’t really sure how to explain his words. Her words about being more dangerous made him chuckle and lean on the table again, looking at her. ”I always loved the villains in the stories, they were always more interesting than the hero,” he said looking her straight in her eyes with his charming smile showing on his lips. ”But to be honest, I guess we are always the hero of our own stories, right?” he said, raising his eyebrow slightly at his question.

”You sure are my hero today,” he said with a teasing smile on his lips. He liked her honesty, but part of him wanted to prove her wrong. Maybe he was at fault here, always seeing the good in others, but he didn’t feel like she saw what she truly did to him. He felt like he was mesmerized by her gaze, watching her every move and chuckled as she suggested a walk in the woods. ”A walk is always nice, but I don’t wanna wear a leash,” he said with a chuckle, and a nod to the fact he was a werewolf. He liked the woods, however, and he got up from his seat. He held out his hand this time around for her to take.

She took his hand and he sent her a charming smile, feeling his own heart pick up it’s pace. Moving outside he looked around for a bit, expecting her to let go of his hand, but he found it weirdly nice that she didn’t. It had been a while since Marcus had had any time to just feel closeness to someone like this. The sun above was nice, making him smile crookedly as he looked up at the blue sky. ”On days like these I just wanna grab the moment, you know?” he said with a chuckle, feeling a bit silly saying it out loud. She made him feel a bit giddy, and as the trees moved closer around them he derailed from the normal path, looking at her with a daring look. He knew the forrest, in and out. Well the most forrests in Gaia at least, and it was kinda his job to do so. They got to a fallen treetrunk, him being the wild werewolf he was jumped on it and reached down, grabbing her sides and lifting her up and over like she was light as a feather. He jumped down from the tree, instinctively taking her hand again, feeling his own so empty without hers. ”If you’re wondering, yes, I am in fact taking you deeper in to the forrest to murder you,” he said with a low chuckle as he eyed her. He had a weird sense of humor, but he got a good feeling that she had as well.

It was strange, they were practically strangers, holding hands in the woods all alone. He chuckled to himself shaking his head as to clear his thoughts of such silly things. One thing he couldn’t shake off was how he found himself looking at her out of the corner of his eye, as if if he looked at her fully she would disappear into the dream world from where she came. He could hold back a laugh as she said she was planning the same thing, making his belly dance as he laughed this hard. It had felt like ages since he had truly belted out a laugh like this, filling his whole body just react to the silliness of it all. He looked at her as she smiled, felling his heart for a moment stop before it picked back up at double speed. She was beautiful, breathtaking, jawing - anyone could see that. But when she smiled, it was like the whole world held it’s breath in anticipation. He couldn’t help but smiling back, looking up at the crowns above. The wind moving the leaves of the branches move together creating a calming symphony of sounds. Her question made him smile, but he shrugged a bit. “I don’t have a specific place I like more than the other,” he admitted. Maybe it was because he was a werewolf, just liking anything that resembled a forest. “But there is a time of day I prefer to be in these woods,” he said, looking at her with a smile as he felt his heart beat faster. It was like her blue green eyes showed him something he liked more than the woods. “Right before dawn, when all the animals start to rustle beneath fallen leaves,” he whispered, scared to take away the magic that he felt was in those moments. “The sun isn’t showing yet, but the sky is slowly changing it’s colour, waiting and begging the sun to break through the prison it goes at night,” he said, looking at the trees around him briefly, hearing the animals move about. “Those early mornings, just being in a clearing and watching the sky turn colour ever so slowly - that is pure bliss,” he said looking at her now, feeling a bit vulnerable in this moment, but maybe that was a good thing. He chuckled, looking down at his feet and feeling the giddy feeling in his chest that he got from looking at her. “I’m guessing you have a favourite spot then, seeing as you asked, now I have to know,” Marcus said.

Marcus chuckled a bit as she closed her eyes, but it felt nice that she listened to him. He was used to being listened to, being the alpha and all, but sometimes you wondered if people listened because you had something important to say, or if they did so purely because of his status. He exhaled, smiling at her as she had her eyes closed. He felt like he could study her face for days yet still struggle with describing her beauty. “You’d have to either stay up too late or wake up before any other living animal,” he said with a chuckle as he now waited to hear her answer. Marcus knew plenty of places in the woods, but he didn’t know if he had been everywhere. If a forest was discovered fully, then he didn’t think it would seem so majestic in his eyes. Listening to her talk made him just look at her. He didn’t need to close his eyes to imagine it, and he knew he mostly just wanted to look at her blue green eyes. “It makes complete sense,” Marcus said in a sincere voice, giving her hand a squeeze. There was something calming about her, wether it was her voice, scent or just her looks he couldn’t tell. “I guess I’d like to see it some time, but of course only if you let me,” he said, clearly respecting that it was her safe space. He could hear in her voice that it was a place of refuge for her, a place she could hide away while the world passed around her, and he understood that. However he only had the house, and he was planning on turning that into a place for the whole pack to come and gather at. His dark brown eyes searched her blue green ones for a few seconds. Something in him beckoned him to kiss her, lean down and press his lips against her perfectly formed Cupid’s bow. But this was not something strangers did, it was not how strangers reacted to telling of the places they liked. Marcus had never believed in a soulmate, far less that he would actually find someone that he could call his Luna some day. He exhaled, a faint smile on his lips as he had seemed to have gotten lost in his thoughts once more. Reaching out his hand he caught one of her stray locks with his fingers, placing it back behind her ear as he kept looking into her eyes. “Do you wanna move on?” He asked, not sure why they had stopped right here, but he didn’t Ming it. He could hear the sound of a swallow flapping it’s light wings above, and felt the sudden small breeze that hit them both. He closed his eyes, taking in the different scents around them. There had been a deer here not many hours ago, and it hadn’t been alone. He could smell the scent of the fawns that had followed it’s mother around the wooded area. Of course the woods had predators as well, they mostly hunted at nighttime when the their prey was sleeping.

Marcus couldn’t put a finger on why she was so secretive, yet seemed to want to be like an open book. He liked the mystery, but he also just wanted to get to know her. Sit down and not let anything be in the hiding anymore, but it was still too early to tell what this might end as. He was not a dreamer, but he was an idealist in some aspects of life. He nodded when she said she wanted to keep going, venturing further in to the forest, but it did not matter how deep they went. He knew his way around, and by the looks of it, so did she. He opted to stay close to her, at least as close as he could get away with without seemingly invading her personal bubble. It truly felt like being with a childhood friend, or maybe it was more than that. He was not really a believer in soulmates, but Calla made him want to find out if there was any truth to those beliefs.