The angels sip champagne
Beat
08-18-2020, 11:05 PM
"Beat Destruction"
She was so pretty. Like really, really pretty. Beat was mesmerized by the way her hips seemed to swing when she walked. The graceful placement of limbs and tail. The subtle cant of her head as she looked up at him. Beat hadn't had much interaction with wolves outside of Abaven and this woman was pure overload to his senses. As she tucked one of the flowers that he'd collected behind one pale ear, Beats jaw dropped. She smelled nice too. And then she licked him and he felt as though his mind had blown. What did he do?! How were you supposed to react to that?! Blue and purple eyes went as wide as possible. He still hadn't been able to say a damn word. He could only gawk and think about what a loser he was. She was a pretty girl! He should be able to talk to her! Instead he was standing there like a moron, just staring like some sort of creep. It was shameful, and yet he could do nothing about it. The woman asked his name, calling him 'cutie' in the process. He began to speak, but his throat was super dry. He closed his mouth, swallowed hard, then tried again. "I, uhh.....B-b-Beat. My name's Beat." He didn't even think to ask hers, though he probably should have. The young man was simply too shocked by the strange and unexpected flirtation that he'd damn near forgotten his own name. |
Aunt Twig may enter any of Beat's threads while he is underage.