Trippin' on skies

Thorne · (This post was last modified: 11-22-2018, 07:51 PM by Thorne.)

The words wash over her like a morning breeze, setting her at ease, warming her pelt. At once, the mahogany fae relaxes, resting her head against the woman's shoulder and savouring the dawn rays as they fall across her fur. The world seems...right. Like a missing piece in the puzzle of her life has finally fallen into place. A seductive smile curves her lips as Thorne draws away and aims to murmur against Eisleif's ear. "It would be my pleasure". Her eyes twinkle in the early dawn light. "I don't think I could stay away if I tried".

She grins, then, all mischief and charm. "My, my, silver warrior. I do believe I could completely lose track of time with you". She aims to nuzzle her companion, eyes half-closed, drinking in each heartbeat spent together. She feels contented for the first time since that dreadful night, and her expression, basked in golden light, reflects this.

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