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Miss Po-Em



Poem

Loner

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
2091
size
Extra large
build
Medium
posts
369
player
KatG2

The Ooze ParticipantValentines 2020Critical Fail!Trick 2019
09-08-2020, 07:29 PM
Only once before had she been so fully excited to see another wolf, when she was reunited with Motif after so long thinking she could be dead. These emotions were different but were only rivalened in intensity by that moment. Poem felt a lot of tragedy in her short life, but she also knew happiness. This was a highly contrasting moment to her dark days. Sparhawk was bright and vibrant, he was exactly what she needed but didn’t realize how much she wanted.

He wrapped her up in a huge as she initiated contact and the young woman hugged him back, her worries melting away as she relaxed into his brief embrace. She closed her eyes tightly, enjoying the moment that the two of them had looked forward to. Poem couldn’t help but think that he’d missed her as much as she had missed him. He released her, but she wasn’t too sad for it as he told her as much as she’d expected. She smiled sweetly up at him as her ivory tail swayed at her hips.

”I’ve missed you too, Sparhawk.” His garnet gaze met her bright eyes as he revealed his true intentions, was he asking her on a date? Her pale cheeks flushed as she reminded herself they hadn’t known each other very long and already she wanted him to steal her away for more than just a night. ”Of course I want to.” She grinned, tail wagging a bit faster. ”I can come away for a night.” Sparhawk kissed her toes and she couldn’t help the giggle that fell from her blissful features. None of her problems mattered with Sparhawk beside her. ”Lets go, I can’t wait forever for your surprise.” She chuckled as she closed the distance between them and placed a sweet kiss on the end of his nose.

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