<strong>Name:</strong>Naru<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Y'mir<br/><br/><strong>"Well child I've never even heard of you bedding any women that I can recall. Is it perhaps that you don't know how to please them? It's quite alright if you don't, I mean, I suppose no one person can be good at everything. But of course, maybe that's the reason you don't seem to do much of anything else."</strong>Naru could throw shade with the best of them when the mood so struck. Though despite finding this particular taunt cliched and juvenile, it did on some level cut. Not because Naru questioned his own sexuality, but rather because, as previously stated he was jealous of his ability to find ready and willing partners with such ease. Back home, Naru was used to being able to do much the same, partly because it was seen as part of his duty and preparation for his future as one of the few males born to his particular branch of the Mithra species, but also that despite bucking against certain expectations that they had for men, namely that they stay home and watch the kids, and likely never leave their homeland, he did generally take to the norms and expectations surrounding courtship and sex between men and women quite naturally. His time on the outside however had shown him to be a much more acquired taste. That's not to say he was unpleasant or a terrible partner, but rather, that differing cultural expectations meant that for some he was a more acquired taste and in this regard he found himself quite lonely, at least compared to how things used to be. Most Mithra women where he was from took no issue with him leaning on what some might call feminine modes of gender expression, but on the outside, some people took offense to it whether he was interested in them or not.  As much as he relished the chance to adventure and wander the world as he saw fit, he wished he could have what he saw as the best of both worlds<br/><br/><strong>"You know...It's not always about quantity, Y'mir, it's about quality. But to each their own I guess."</strong>It was true that Naru could be very picky, but all the same, while he didn't take offense to Y'mir's penchant for sleeping around in and of itself, he did take a sort of offense to what he perceived as a shallowness in him. But of course, there's often more to these things than that. While he didn't have a particularly tragic upbringing, he often felt as if he had to work hard, throw himself into everything he did with a zealous fervor and here was Y'mir...Sitting out here in the middle of wonderous, largely uncharted land filled with secrets that Naru once could only have dreamed of uncovering, utterly unfazed by all of it...Yet it also seemed so easy for him to find the one thing that Naru truly felt was missing from his life now. That thing being love, even if it wasn't profoundly romantic love, and general intimacy. It didn't seem fair. Perhaps he was being melodramatic, but it was seldom ever one thing that set Naru off. Beneath the face of the smiling feline adventurer was a melancholy and a fear that he didn't quite belong anywhere or with anyone and this had been going for some time. Sometimes, it's the small things, not the larger upsets that bring such things out in a person.<strong>"But I suppose, my words fall on deaf ears...I've got some goodnight reading to do anyway..."</strong><br/><br/>Naru produced a single volume from his bag and walked off to the spot he set up for himself earlier. If one paid close attention to the book in his hand, depending on their proclivities or general familiarity with long running erotic novel series, they might noticed in was book three in the Wolf Queen's Brides series and a personal favorite of Naru's because it featured the some of his favorite interactions between the fierce, dominant warrior protagonist and the delicate, feminine mage boy who served as her only male lover in the novels...Naturally this was a the character Naru projected himself onto when reading.