Feb 28, 2013 08:33
They had decided to wait for their hunting trip. Valentines Day while romantic, was her sister's holiday - and Destruction had already taken his existence (or at least his bollocks) in his hands (not literally) when he'd 'won' her company.
Forcing her to spend a romantic evening with him would likely have ended badly, however much he'd had liked it.
The Snow moon, full and bright and cold was more in her realm. And it made for perfect hunting. Wild boar, quail eggs and fry bread for breakfast - he was looking forward to that almost as much as spending a full 24 hours with the Goddess.
He arrived at her temple shortly before dusk, leaving plenty of time to find and make camp. He had a pack with all the supplies they might need, and a basket holding their dinner. Breakfast of course would depend on their skill as hunters.
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