The forest was quiet, stars shining down on a small clearing. A herd of deer grazed there peacefully, the long grass nearly obscuring them from view, wildflowers dancing in a near non-existent breeze.
The only thing breaking the peaceful silence was the soft footfalls of a giant. It was female, hardly any skin at all. The muscles on her legs were a soft pink, bare feet unminding to anything she would have stepped on, the grass almost serving as a carpet. Her arms swung at her sides, the sinew on the backs of her hands working gently as she knelt to pat the head of one of the deer. Small bits of cartilage stuck from her stomach, covering her chest and shoulders bending and constrcting as she moved across the field.
The skin on her face was pale, and glowed under the glare of the half moon, and her wide blue eyes taking in every miniscule detail. Her face was relaxed; and a small, delicate smile graced it. The small change was hardly visable from behind the sheet of blonde hair obsuring her from the world, the ragged, stringy tips brushing her shoulders.
Since it was night, she only had a few more hours until her bodily functions slowed down, putting her into some form of hibernation. She worked like a flower, powered by the sun and taking in the world by night.
Her thoughts danced back to previously that day. She had found a small house, and she'd removed the roof. She didn't know why, but she loved to dig through old houses and find interesting things inside.
However, she'd nearly been caught by some of the humans. She'd gotten away though, they'd only seen her, and for a long moment they'd stared before she ran off into the forest again. Digging through houses and following the amusing little humans was her only pleasure, and she wasn't quite sure what she did in her spare time in the woods, most of it was fuzzy memories.
She did love nights like these though, because she knew that he would be nearby.
She stood and looked over to were the lake shone under the moonlight, the still water lapping against a dirt shore. It wasn't often that humans came to her little paradise, but when they did, they would spend hours sitting on the shore with sticks and strings cast into the water, in little fabric houses and strange horse-less wagons. But they always left, and it was always a long time until any more came.
There was a rustling in the brush, and she turned, realizing her herd of deer had moved on. In it's place, he was there. Tall and strong, thick tan skin untouched by the cold of the winter. He would come around on nights like these, and she loved it, because for once, she had true company. As he drew closer she could see him better. He was so inhumanly strong, he could probably lift hundreds of thousands of pounds easy, but she was strong too. She could make out his face under the mop of dark brown, oily hair. The disfigured jaw opened as he let out a grumble in greeting. He had bright green eyes that glowed slightly when it was dark, but they stayed dim the sun most of the time, so it was strange looking at them. He had a long, narrow nose and a chiseled chin, thick shoulders and ragged, overgrown hair.
She always loved when he came, because her cold world would warm up.
She began to walk slowly over to the large oak tree at the edge of the clearing, and sat down, facing the lake. He came and sat next to her, but there was no exchange of words. For each of them, they were too large to properly make out words, even if the puny little humans could. To them, worlds were growls and grunts and roars, but most of the time they were just silent. He was always talking though. He would turn and growl, a deep rumbling in the back of his throat.
'How was your day?' Was what this meant to them both.
She let out a small whine in return, and shrugged.
'Okay.'
He yawned, and stretched his long, strong, knobby arms in the air, before leaning against the thick trunk of the tree and putting his hands behind his head. He grunted, a bit of steam erupting from his mouth.
'It's getting late.'
She pointed up, and made a few light clicking noises.
'But the stars are really bright tonight. Can't we stay up just a bit longer?'
He shrugged a bit, and looked over. She was staring at the sky silently, her hand absentmindedly tearing at the grass as her hand ran over it, right in front of her crossed legs.
For a long time, they both stared at the sky. The stars shone like diamonds and other precious stones, lighting up the world with a silvery glow.
She finally leaned back, sitting next to him. Her eyes began to fall shut, and she was about to fall asleep when he let out a quick grumble.
'Look.'
She opened her eyes, and from the shelter of the oak tree they could see a horse-less wagon pull into the deep grass on the far end of the clearing, near the lake. A pair of people got out, and they spoke quietly.
She didn't know that many human words, but she could make out what the context of the conversation was. The humans were looking for them.
She shrugged, and looked over, seeing him eyeing the little things curiously. She let her eyes begin to fall shat again, but then his warm hand tapped her shoulder. She opened her eyes yet again with a deep sigh to follow his pointing finger. He quickly retracted it.
Standing a few hundred feet away was the pair of humans. They were staring, wide eyed and curious. He stared right back, and she made a small clicking sound in the back of her throat again.
'They're so tiny.'
He grumbled, leaning forward.
'Pretty weird, huh?'
She let out a groan.
'Just go to sleep and maybe they'll go away.'
She closed her eyes again and leaned back once more. He soon followed in suit, and her world faded into blackness.
When she awoke in the morning, the humans were gone. And as just like every night before, he was gone too.
And once again she stood, waded through the grass and drifted through the woods, waiting until another cloudless night came, and they could meet again.