Clever as the Devil, and Twice as Pretty
Oxx
Field Medic
06-04-2021, 04:16 PM
The wolf above her rose with almost feline-like grace, sliding like a shadow dripping from the tree down to the ground before her. When he rose up to his full height, Irilyth's ears flattened back in timidity and her purple-red eyes widened, her mouth caught in a silent gasp. He was an absolutely gigantic brute, far larger than any she had ever seen before! That heady masculine musk had indeed come from this unit of a wolf, but despite her nerves telling her to stay on guard—or even better, to run away—Irilyth remained frozen in place, drinking in everything that made up this monstrous being. Gazing into his deep gray eyes sent a chill down her spine, and when he spoke, she saw the teeth he had been grinning down at her with just moments ago, though the true horrific nature of them was still hidden from her sight.
The stranger's voice was deep, spoken with a mellifluous purr that oozed charm and charisma. She took a tentative step back, but found she was being encircled by the stranger quite effectively. His large size blocked her in while he circled like a predator waiting for the right moment to strike. In her chest, Iri's heart began to race, a real thrill of fear taking her breath while she tried to follow his movements with her gaze, sizing him up while he appraised her in turn. Besides his size, the rippling of taut muscles beneath luxuriously maintained fur told her that he was athletic and strong and cared for his appearance. He was indeed attractive, a perfect specimen of maleness, something she was sure he had used more than once to lure fans to him. In this case, it had been unneeded. Irilyth had come right to him unwittingly.
As he passed behind her, a sudden press of a cold nose touched the base of her spine, drawing an audible gasp from the lady as her body went rigid. A tremor shook her while his nose followed the ridge of her spine upward, feeling his nares drinking in her scent. Despite her wariness, it was impossible to deny the physical response he elicited with his bold actions. Her mind raced with her pulse, figuring out her options. He was dangerous, she could feel it in her gut. She could run, but there was no doubt in her mind that he would catch her. If she stayed here, did she have a better chance at a good outcome? What even would a good outcome with this Adonis-esque brute look like? Survival. Every choice she made had to be about her survival. Running from him seemed the worst choice, and doing something to try and turn him off from her seemed equally as bad. That left playing along or submitting to him.
Golden tail twitched anxiously behind her while raspberry optics found looked up at the gargantuan man while he sat before her, looking more akin to a perfectly sculpted statue than a living being. She had to tilt her head back just to even look up at his face. If he wanted to, he could just scoop her up and spirit her away to do whatever he wanted with her, and no one would ever know. That sort of powerlessness stirred something inside her, and suddenly she began to see this dangerous wolf as a possible answer to her question of survival. What could she do to make herself useful to him to get him to keep her alive?
"I don't think anything would try to gobble me up with you around," she replied, speaking for the first time in her dulcet voice while she put on a small smile to match her dry wit. Unless he was likely to gobble her up first. "Perhaps the handsome gentleman has a suggestion for what to do about my predicament? I would very much like to live through the night." Her words had been equal measures clever as well as blunt, knowing he'd likely understand her meaning behind her statement. She did not want to die, and that included to this behemoth looking at her like she were the most delicious thing on the planet.
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