He was amber honey catching golden rays of sweet light, moving like the gentle bough of a tree. His listening stare cradled each syllable, nursing them forth with a nod to go on. The insatiable attention rattled my throat, my thoughts dumped curb-side as the survivalists scrambled a retreat. 

Two challenges were at play here: 1 - what type of person was amber honey? I don't know, but this gentleman was supposed to be attractive and charismatic which I think I've captured. The narrator was going to be intimidated and nervous which I think I've got there 2 - where did I want this to go?  Not sure. I wanted the narrator to be uneasy and unsure of this person. I was going to lean away from any sexual nature but rather an admirer of someone who is experienced and skilled like a teacher/mentor/professor. Like Gandalf. 

Something I have been really enjoying lately is taking this slowly. Although I have a 10 minute timer that does put a time constraint on this exercise, taking the narrative slowly and choosing how to formulate the descriptions is such a good exercise while I'm testing the waters. As I continue doing this I'll always be experimenting but may become a little faster at formulating the narrative once I've got an idea of my favourite descriptive styles.