so we meet again

The mans mock offense was pleasing and Fel gave a soft laugh in response. She did love a wolf that could play with her. Verbal jousting was a very enjoyable pass time and so far Tyrian was doing a fine job at keeping up. Aerie was sorely lacking in intelligent, playful beings. Everyone was always so serious. It was slowly draining the life from her, but little encounters like this kept her blood pumping.

Her words about him being the next to marry elicited a lovely reaction. His snort was met with Fel's trademark Cheshire grin and she stretched a little, claws digging into the earth beneath them. Tyrian mentioned being unconventional and that pulled a throaty laugh from the midnight fae. "That makes two of us, believe me." Fel's silver spattered tail lashed back and forth, curling above her spine so that it waved like a banner. "At least you're an alpha and it doesn't really matter if others approve of your lifestyle. For some of us, it's a little more difficult." Just like Tyrian, Fel didn't believe she would ever be happy or satisfied with just one person. She needed variety. She needed spice. The Abraxas bunch wasn't very accepting of anything other than duty, unfortunately, so she tended to keep her sexual proclivities away from judgmental eyes. With Tyrian though, he had admitted his tastes first, and so she felt safe with sharing her own. "Males, females, one at a time or all at once." She shot the blue man a side eye. "I could see you with a happy little harem, Tyrian." She truly could.

Nights end and the traditions involved were mentioned and the prone woman gave a little wince and shudder. She couldn't imagine having to wait around to listen to Pyrrhic or Eligos bumping uglies. She felt for the man. "I'm... sorry." Since he'd positioned himself so close with his paws within reach, the ruby-eyed fae closed that distance. One black gloved paw rose and settled upon one of his massive ones, the velvety pads gliding over the short fur as she absently stroked before it stilled. "I prefer to stay away from such things myself. The mask gets tedious." Pleasantries and fronts wore you down after a while. She preferred smaller gatherings. Intimate interactions.

"Well, you're welcome to stay out here with me for as long as you'd like." Again her tail began to flick back and forth rhythmically. "I've told my brother not to wait up so I've nowhere to be." The woman's head tilted upwards and she inspected the night sky once more. "And it is a lovely night, as I've mentioned." With Tyrian's company or no, she might very well stay out in the orchard for a while, just soaking up the world.