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The Darkest Touch



Naamah

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
71
player

Famous
05-04-2017, 06:30 PM

There was a palpable relief that washed over the darkly clad vixen, the feeling was cold and tingled through her frame. He would prove to be an efficient and enduring provider, if that was where they would go. She was pleasantly surprised that he was able to keep with her pace, their sprint across the beach warmed her and she found that there was a small need to cool her blood. The water of the pools did wonders for the woman, but the gentle thunder of Amon's voice promptly warmed her again. His false complaint made her grin as she looked over her shoulder at him. Her scarlet gaze wandering over his muscled frame before meeting the icy depths of his turquoise eyes, her grin turning secretive. "It is the beauty, yes?" There was no missing the hidden wonder in his tone, but she let him keep as much f it hidden. After all, one mask could recognize another. It was not long until she was rewarded with a response, his dark lips pulling into a smirk making her wave her black tail in response. 'It's magnificent,' The male said, though he continued with what Naamah would classify as praise. 'You're just a wealth of surprises...' Naamah responded to him with a husky laugh. "You are having none of the ideas what secrets I am knowing, Amon." As he approached, Naamah reclined on the edge of the pool, allowing him to refresh himself after their gallop over the sands.

She smiles, moving closer to the male until only a handful of inches separated them, her eyes looking toward the looming cliffs. Night was falling, and Naamah knew what was inside the rocks. The thing she wanted to find out was if Amon could protect and provide. She had not missed the heat and weight of his gaze on her form as they raced to the falls, it was a fact that Lilith had nearly gone mad with giddiness over. If the male was who he claimed, then it was in fact what the goddess had hoped for Naamah to find! There was finally a real chance at home! He had in fact been a glorious sight as he ran beside her, her eyes catching sight of his rippling musculature and dark fur streaming in the wind as his strong legs ate up the ground. He had thrilled her, and Lilith was beginning to believe his claim to godhood, but there was one thing she had to see. Before she gave away the true purpose of her visit to the falls, she wanted to see if he could hold all his mind seemed to want.

Her gaze turned mischievous, and her tail wrapped around her paws as she sat and debated the best course of action for her plans. Lilith whispered to her and she gave a small gasp and a short chuckle as she looked back over at Amon. Her voice was low, a soft purr of innocence and false nonchalance. "If you is wanting to know the true reasoning of coming to here, I am loving to be testing others. Be gently as you can, I live per ego ipse..Bah! Alone, I am only wolf to be hunting for me. I am not affording hurt. Wrestle me for my secret." She boldly closed the distance between them with a friendly bump with her body against his.

"Naamah" "Lilith" Think Scroll over for translations.
Lilith is mostly a voice inside Naamah's head, unable to be heard, unless otherwise stated. Naamah is a character who is prone to acts of violence and gore. Her threads are usually marked mature. Her companion is always assumed to be with her, except if stated otherwise.