Lemme Get Some of Those Ears. I'll Fightcha For 'Em.
Mo Spar
08-08-2020, 01:17 PM
If Mojito had known that Alsa had any notion he'd forgotten her he'd have tripped over himself to admit he'd barely gone a day without thinking of her. But he wasn't about to say that right now so instead he made sure to commit her name to memory. He'd not forget it again. Alsa moved her paws to rest on his and Mojito was certain she could hear his heart hammering in his chest, his face once again filling with heat. This time he didn't move them, simply letting himself relish in the feeling of her dainty touch. Alsa admitted she liked it here to, helped her think and Mojito flashed her a side ways smile. It dropped slightly as she admitted there was a lot on her mind and Mojito struggled to decide if he wanted to probe her about it or not. That choice was made for him as she mentioned his ears. Mojito nodded when Asla asked if she could touch them, his eyes growing wide at how close she'd pushed her face into his... they were so close he could just reach out and kiss... Blinking Mojito lowered his head a bit, to let her more easily reach his ears. "I used to hate them..." he admitted softly. "My cousins... they always berated me for my lineage, my dad he's... well I have his ears. It was just another part of myself that separated me from the pure Kelin lineage." Gods what was he saying? Words tumbling from his lips with little thought or control. "But you loved them so much, and I figured if you liked them so much they couldn't be all bad." It sounded so childish to him, they didn't know each other. He had built his whole confidence around a girl he'd met once in his life... he hadn't even been able to remember her name. What a loser. "Speech" |
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