a ship with no sails
08-11-2013, 12:34 PM
~*~ The leopard's touch was not just accepted, but returned. Once Silverback would've thought she'd recoil from such a thing as a dog's kiss. They were beneath her. Substandard hunters that crawled around the same level as raccoons and possums. But maybe.... Just maybe they weren't all that bad. And even if it was just about always true, there could be one exception right? What a strange fluttering she felt in her rib cage when he brought the tip of his long muzzle to her cheek. It didnt seem to matter any more that he was what he was. He had enough mind to recognize her pain, enough heart to feel empathy with her struggle, and enough body heat to soothe the lonliness. She leaned into his touch, her whiskers bowing forward with pleasure and a silky purr vibrating up from her throat; it warbled as the male moved and then faded into a feline's fluttering chuff when his tongue left her ear. It was only after the sound died that she realized she'd made it in the first place. It startled her a little. Perhaps a wolf would know nothing of such gestures, but big cats chuff between intimate friends and sometimes family. It's not something given to a casual stranger and certainly not to a creature of another species. "I'm sorry..." The silver fae murmured, pulling back. She wondered if she'd just embarrassed herself. That would be a first. She tried to explain herself and for once in her life her voice wasnt perfectly controlled and confident. "Just... thank you. Thank you for saying that. For being here." She couldn't really help it, she liked the male and-and his lick meant he liked her back right? Or was that just an assumption based on ignorance of another species? A low rumbling moan escaped her muzzle. "If only you were a leopard." Though it was given a note of regret, for her, it was indeed a great compliment. |