Don't Fake This

An amused chuckle fell from his lips as she easily kept pace with him, her curiosity obvious in the tilt of her ears and the question that fell from her jaws. You'll see. He rumbled teasingly, knowing that the sound of the rushing river would clue her in on what he was planning. Golden gaze fell to water, watching as his potential pretty swam beneath the surface, making his previously quiet stomach rumble with hunger. Fish? Came Rayne's question. Pontifex nodded glancing up towards the ivory woman with the dual-hued eyes, a gentle smile curling his dark lips. Fish is alright for you? It was the closest thing I could spot to eat. I hope that isn't an inconvenience. If it is we could always go find something else. I really don't mind. He spoke thoughtfully, knowing that just because he liked something didn't mean that everyone else would.



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