Duir felt himself lulled by the rocking motion, the beating of black wings fluttered at his back as the stag god laid back. She helped him to a laying a position, one he rather began to enjoy being in with his head to nest on the smooth of her legs of soft flesh and eyes staring longingly into hers. He couldn’t tear himself away from her, drinking each tender curl and soft color into his mind. It was all he could think about. His hands crossed over, fingers intertwined about his middle while his breath seemed to be stolen, the pain eased in the out laid position letting the bobs of the birds flight become nothing more than back motions. Like a sea of black being swept over the air to the meadow he loved.
Though her affections seemed focused on him her eyes spoke of her wandering thoughts. Hesitation, and worry were the present rulers as they swam about in her eyes leaving him wanting to sooth it over yet helpless with the experience of how. Her fingers made his skin tingle, excited, at the touch while wanting it press tightly to hers and let it all spread. He wanted to bash those worrisome thoughts into pieces seeing her eyes so conflicted, so unsure and different from before when she sent her stone arrow flying into the beast and slain him. Why was she afraid? Wasn’t what she wanted?
It seemed to take forever as Brianna spoke, her voice carried to Kisi, asking for the flower. Everything went to hell then in the breath of a butterfly’s wing beat. It began with the feathered fowls lowering into the woods surrounding the meadow instead of the open field itself! Tree branches clawed and reached for them, grabbing as Kisi’s mouth curled up in a smile at seeing the two distracted, a slight break when they drew nearer to the ground.
Kisi just stared at Brianna for the moment, his head cocked and looking triumphed in his eyes. He felt he won and his body rose, drawing him as the crows lowering pace quickened instantly, as if by some unseen signal, while his foot pulled towards the edge. It came closer and closer until it dropped completely off, letting his body sink from the birds too fast for Brianna to draw her bow. Making a free fall he let his body vanish from their spreading out his wings while the air breezed by
A smirk and wick look in his eyes, knowing if the human shot him with her bow and stone arrows then the fall from this high would crush the flower making it useless. To be healed Duir need to devour it whole in his natural form. If it was in pieces then it couldn’t be eaten. The white stag and allow the magic to heal him, though in truth there were other ways to heal him but Kisi wasn’t about to indulge in that with the two. Until he was addressed Kisi would overlook the part with mild amusement twisting the flower in his fingers.
“Well…it seems I have the upper hand as long as I have the flower. Shoot me, and I’ll make sure the flower is what I land on making it useless to Duir,” his dark blue eyes twinkled with pride and a grin crept across his face, smug and above her daring her to come up there to get it. Saying it in his eyes, come and get me little huntress in my world.