Thread: Paradise Falls... A getaway with a lurker in the jungle

Dox was not surprised to see the whiny female scream, as females from other places besides islanders he found to be squeamish but the other one... the one he had been watching carefully did something he hadn't expected. For only a few moments did she stand there with her hands on her chest looking at the boar, but then she began running towards the forest. She was intent on finding who threw the spear, and that bravery on top of not knowing if there were more boar astounded him. It was a rare find to see a female who wasn't an islander show that train of thought and that much spine, especially since he had easily pinned that boar from a good hundred or so yards away. She was in the brush and heading in the general direction of the three he was hiding in, and though Dox didn't want to show himself to them so very early he felt the sudden urge to keep her from harming herself. There were other dangers on the island than just the boar, and the last thing he wanted was for harm to come to this woman. What he did next took but a few seconds, but like the few times in Dox's life those moments seemed to stretch into eternity while they occurred. She had made it a good way into the brush, and as she passed under the spot Dox was hiding he dropped from the tree with the same silence he could stalk his woods with. His landing was equally quite, the only sign of his passing was the sudden rush of wind against her body as he landed. And with an ease that belied his size he slipped his arms around her waist while she was still in mid stride, and with a very gently tug lifted her up and spun her back in the direction of the boat to bleed off her momentum. Setting her down softly, he felt her turn in his arms but he could not seem to find the will to move. For the first time he really got a good look at her as well as she getting a very good look at him as their eyes met and things seemed to just drift away. Dox stood fully so he had to look down to gaze into her eyes, but he found the dark brown of them so terribly beautiful he didn't want to look at anything else. And there he was, densely muscled and very darkly tanned with nothing but the simple shorts made from leather and the saddles made of the same wrapped up his ankle. He was an oddity among his own kind as well being that his hair was a pure white that matched the sand of the beach, and his crimson gaze took nothing else in aside from the gentle features of her face and eyes. Odder still were the ears sitting atop his head which flicked with the slightest breeze or noise and the long articulate tail that wriggled and bobbed behind him. Both shared the whiteness of his hair and yet he knew his kind were few and far between. He could only hope that she might find him even fractionally as attractive as he found her a chance at a relationship might bloom. You mustn't run through the jungle like that without anyone near. It's can be very dangerous here. His voice was deep with the accent common among the islanders, but finding that he still yet held her in his arms he slipped his hands away back to his sides. I'm sorry I took your boar, but it didn't seem you our your group had the means to take it. If you want I'd be more than happy to share.