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From Time to Time



Gerhardt


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08-05-2013, 07:03 PM




The day had passed quicker than he'd expected, as the King was not used to sleeping in so late. Even now as he gazed at the sky idly, he could hardly believe that it was noon. The sun shone high in the sky, warning him that afternoon was fast approaching. It seemed with his newfound freedom, what had once been his normal pattern was slowly changing, morphing into something new. It seemed that he was morphing into something new. He wasn't certain what this new wolf would be like, but he wasn't objecting the change either.

She greeted him with her usual tone, nothing seemed amiss, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. It seemed she did not see him differently despite his status of murderer. A sigh of relief fluttered from his lips, glad to know he still had one friend in Seracia. I'd be happy to discuss your situation, if you need someone to talk to. He'd always been a good listener, and had prided himself in his ability to give advice when needed. You'll find I can handle hearing just about anything. He didn't want her to fear that she would upset him, or shock him in any way. He had killed a woman, for heaven's sake! He could handle anything she could tell him, and would be happy to listen as long as she was willing to talk - provided his loins would allow him to focus. Even now he felt his tail twitch around his hip, flagging forward to rest near his loins - and perhaps hide them from view should anything occur that might put them in an awkward situation. The former King could contort himself with the upmost control, but there were certain bodily reactions that could not be prevented in males when placed near females who were in heat.

Even now he found himself shifting his muzzle ever so slightly away from her, hoping desperately that the wind would break or change directions and carry her scent far away from him. As much as - physically - he enjoyed the scent, it was truthfully torture to know that it was something he couldn't have. Amethyst eyes shifted to her, watching and waiting to see if she would divulge her situation to him - or if she would change the subject altogether. No matter her choice, the King was prepared to continue this meeting.



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