<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong><strong>Moira Niall</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11564337#msg11564337)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Sister, Green Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Kalain Baneron<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Kalain Baneron<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 5th | 990NE | Evening<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Faire around Tar Valon<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>She liked that they weren't going to fight tonight. It could be a close thing with them, the line between grudging respect, and the desire to lash out at each other. When she mused on it she suspected that part of that came from the fact that they had both, in their own ways, loved Elaine and neither of them had been in a position to save her but tonight she wasn't musing on that fact, she was simply enjoying the moment and the fact that they<em>weren't</em>lashing out at each other but actually allowing themselves to relax and enjoy each other's company.<br/><br/>Watching him scramble up into the tree she let her eyes move over him in appreciation. For all that many believed him to be broken (and emotionally he might be) he was in the best physical shape of almost any man she knew. Something she'd come to appreciate in just the last few months. His body was strong and intact and he knew precisely how to use it, whether it was on the practice sands or in a more intimate setting...and now she'd discovered that that prowess extended to dancing as well!<br/><br/>As he spoke about the way the tree looked during the day, the peace of it, she listened with more than just her ears, she listened with her Bond to him as well and a small smile curved her lips. She didn't say it out loud but she wouldn't invade his space here. He'd clearly found a spot that allowed him some measure of peace and she wouldn't invade that peace. Unless invited, or in an extreme emergency, this place would remain his and his alone.<br/><br/>Her only comment to acknowledge what she felt from him was, "We all need someplace we can feel that measure of calm inside of us." With their growing understanding of each other she hoped he'd realize that meant she wouldn't come back here and bother him, but if not she could be more explicit about it later.<br/><br/>Now though he was offering to share a set of branches that made an almost natural seat for one person. Two if they wanted to be close, and after an evening of dancing, she found that she did. She'd taunted him on the dance floor but her flirting had been for the both of them and when he patted his lap she felt the slightest flash of heat color her cheeks and was suddenly grateful for the dark of the night around them. Moving carefully, she took the offered hand, and let herself slide into his lap. With her power and the respect afforded to her by so many, it was easy to forget, until they were so intimately situated, just how much larger than her he was. At 5'10 she wasn't a petite woman by any means but letting her body relax against his, it struck her that he could make her feel soft, feminine, in ways that few of the men she'd known in her life could.<br/><br/>For all their fighting and bickering, she let down a part of her guard with him that few people ever saw her without.<br/><br/>"This is a lovely spot, thank you for sharing it with me," she murmured as she nestled in, her head resting on his shoulder, body utterly trusting him not to let her fall.