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remember when
race issues were about who run the fastest, not who had the darkest.
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The fire crackled loud like an angry child wisps of its tips threatening to devour anything close to it. Orange flames danced swaying romantically though toxic to the sound of the nightly wind. Beautiful yet deadly.
Bethany concluded that's what she thought of Red.
She was facing him, the sizzling flames the only thing separating them and they sat in a clearing with short grass still surrounded by the looming forest. A delicate orange hue melted on his cold profile as his eyes bore into the lively flames, long lashes cast phantom shadows over his high cheek bones and his hooded honey orbs lightened to an Illuminating caramel, a sugary sweetness she could literally taste on her buds.
It wasn't that she bore feelings for the mute, she simply thought so.
"Is Lion meat halal?" Veedkha's borderline masculine voice killed the only calm brain cells she had left. halal- food acceptable to be eaten, especially by Muslims.
None spoke.
They sat surrounding the fire. Everyone had put their weapons to use and cut their own shares of rotting meat, roasting it over the demanding heat.
How they believed to cease the fire with not a drop of water in the mildly windy forest was beyond me.
Red used his javelin piercing through the heart of the chunk of meat and lazily placing it over the searing flames. Alexandra opted to place his over his wide sword, silver metal directly scaling heat through the piece of meat and Edward who was accompanied with a small aluminum sauce pan awaited for it to warm up.
The males had left the two females to fit themselves and since none possessed weapons strong enough, they just had to patiently wait for them to finish eating and Veedkha starving from the scent of burning meat was uninvitingly word vomiting. The orange flames spat momentarily doubting their own flame as layers of fat melted off the meat sizzling to nothing in the unforgiving fire.
"Lion pizza should definitely be on menus," Edward pinched on the dark glazed chunk of meat with his teeth, heavy beefy juices escaping at the sides of his mouth.
"Is it a soup?" Alexandra intervened as he chopped smaller pieces throwing them in his mouth.
