Snow's Journal (Entry Four)
#5 of Snow's Journal Entries
It has been quite some time since I updated this little short, but I'll be posting more entries soon enough~! Hope you guys like this new addition to the other entries :)
13th Rain's Hand 4E 203
Finally, we have set up camp! For two days,Caravan has been on the move; Khajiit's hindpaws ache, but keeping Urjora safe is worth the pain.
Speaking of his Lover makes his heart feel...funny. It is a warm feeling...it makes Snow's chest tingle; not that Khajiit minds! He welcomes this new feeling...an unknown emotion, to be honest.
We now sit in a decently sized cave, carved into the mountain side by Kynareth, a small fire keeping us warm. Urjora keeps looking over at Khajiit; pensive and yearning. Snow can read others; knows what they'll do and how they will react. Urjora....Khajiit cannot read...
He seems as if he wants Snow to be close...like the "hug" under the moon...is this what Urjora seeks? Snow is unsure...Khajiit likes the idea of being close to Urjora...his warm, brown fur pressed against Snow's...what a tantalizing thought...
Khajiit cannot keep his mind off of such thoughts... the warmth and closeness... so foreign, yet so familiar; our "hug" was truly a gift of Mara.
Perhaps he and I can share a bedroll tonight... Kharjo and the others will be resting in their tents, so none of the others should see if we do happen to rest by one another's side.
My heart continues to beat rapidly; why is this? So many things are happening in mind and body of Khajiit. Is this a sign of my feelings towards Urjora? Perhaps I should ask him...
No no no! What if he feels differently? What if these things are signs of something neither of us is ready for? Khajiit is confused... much to discuss with oneself...
I will cut this entry short, for I wish to converse with Urjora; our conversations always draw me into a world beyond our own. He has such a way with the word of breath and sound~