Chapter 7 Devilish Aruna Princess (1/2)

Laz was taken back. He knew something was there, but he didn't expect to see someone watching him.

Or something to be exact.

He didn't know of any animals whose eyes would reflect this color of green. Yellow or red sure, but not this. He was shocked. For it to be watching him and waiting, it had to be intelligent. But he couldn't tell what it was in the low light.

Laz had a rather strange feeling at this point. It crawled up his spine and was nagging at his brain. It wanted him to greet it. But why would he greet an animal? It couldn't possibly understand him. He also couldn't understand it. Forget about a response back. Although Laz didn't really care about how others saw him, he didn't want to make a fool out of himself either. Fortunately, there was no one else around.

After pondering his own feelings for a moment, Laz decided to be irrational.

”Greetings traveler, what brought you out on this chilly night?” he asked, somewhat amused at his own wording. He felt rather sarcastic, but at the same time, somewhat intrigued. He liked to live in his own head most of the time, thinking up scenarios that would never happen and then figuring out what he would do in that situation. It kept his mind off things he didn't want to think about, which was almost everything.

Not expecting a word back from this strange animal, Laz just squatted there around 30 feet away from the bush with a friendly smile on his face. Might as well play out this delusion to the end, right?

”Ohh, so this monkey can speak, you even know that I am here, hmm? Interesting..” came the amazingly melodious reply back. The voice was like a gentle caress mixed with a seductive purr. It would enter your soul and restrict your spirit, causing you you fall into an almost mindless trance. That was probably the only reason Laz didn't fall on his butt or run away as fast as his legs would take him. He was quite literally frozen in place.

The eyes that had just been hovering there started to rise up, tripling in height and holding steady. The owner of the voice moved forward and started taking gentle steps towards Laz as he remained in position with the stupid smile still stuck on his face. He could have been a stone for all that it mattered.

”You seem to be somewhat more interesting than any of the others I have seen so far, I wonder why?” The voice asked no one in particular, as the owner stepped into the dim light away from the tree.

She had sparkling light blue hair and incredible pale white skin. The form-fitted dress almost seemed to be made of a flexible dark red wood that seemed to have the elasticity of leather. Her chest was amazingly bountiful yet the tight dress kept it from swaying. If they were to be set free, they could possible obtain a status of holy relics. As she took a step closer, Laz was able to make out more of her features including fairly pointed ears, high-cheek bones and tender, plump, blood red lips. Her eyes were reminiscent of a cats, with somewhat larger irises that shown a deep green. Her face was perfection that was unseen in this world. It was exotically beautiful and instinctively dangerous. Laz could hardly move, barely breathe and yet couldn't help but say, ”Goddess.”

Nothing else would come to his lips. He could barely think and although the thought beautiful came to his mind, to say it would be to compare her to others of this planet. How could that be possible?