Flower Crowns and Gay
for sorin
12-18-2020, 10:59 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-18-2020, 11:01 PM by Glitch.)
Glitch had strayed from his brother for a couple of days, having agreed to meet back up at the crippled stone wall and explore until the time was right to meet back up to head to the pirate pack. His head was bent to inspect some herbs he'd spotted on his morning walk, a soft sight escaping the males jaws. Oh how long it'd been since he'd been free of responsibility... of the problems that his brother- not to mention the rest of his family- caused on a daily basis. Oh how he longed for a sweet release, a special partner just for him that no one could take... someone that he could have as his own... but he knew Liev would never allow such a relationship- not while they traveled together anyways. Yuliy couldn't decide if his longing for something more than a one night stand was just his hopeless romanticism or just... something he should sate. Who knew how long it would be until he would find someone to make flower crowns with, who knew how long it would be until he would be able to do such a small thing without judgement of his actions? He hadn't a clue, and he intended to keep it that way... for now at least. Perhaps in the future something other would come and flip his mind around but for now he should keep his distance from those he meets, perhaps learn more fighting techniques or find out more of the herbs that so richly decorated the ground around this beautiful landscape he now looked over. Ugh. How he longed to run around, be free of any such concerns, run until he couldn't run anymore. But he couldn't. Appearances mattered... but... one little sprint couldn't hurt right? He was off in less than a second, limbs carrying him forwards as yips and howls escaped his throat- oh how he enjoyed this small freedom he somehow managed to wrap himself into. But... what was that brown figure on the edge of the vale? Why was he looking at him? Yuliy skidded to a stop, not even a hundred feet from the other being, head cocked to the side as a goofy grin settled onto his face. |
