It's a revolution, I suppose

N/A · 07-08-2013, 08:29 PM

Euphrosyne had been sitting at her post under the lone tree for a while and was about to give up on it and move on, but a movement in the grasses caught her eye. She watched as a large, no, huge wolf came toward her. The brute was larger than any wolf she had ever seen. Not only that, but he had made a beeline for her through the prairie grasses. That look on his face and the tone of this voice was unmistakable. She knew exactly what he wanted from her. Now, she was surely no stranger to a brute's company, but she didn't think she had ever had a brute be so open about what he was after. It was almost refreshing in its own way. She was intrigued at least and she she was never one to turn down willing company.

She grinned and stood, telling him, "Well, I certainly wouldn't turn it away. It's awfully lonely out here by myself." She let her voice have a touch of that smooth, alluring tone to match his seductive voice. She took a few steps toward him, shortening the distance between them, but still not quite closing it. He towered over her average height, making her have to look up at him slightly. It was strange, meeting someone so much larger than her, but it didn't bother her. She had to wonder, however, if all of him was that large. The passing thought made her smirk. "I'm Euphrosyne, but please feel free to call Euph. Or Syne. Or pretty much anything other than Euphrosyne," she said with a chuckle.

"Speech."

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