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Gimme Some Sugar



Bowen

The Hallows
Wayfinder

Master Navigator (240)

Master Fighter (265)

An icon representing the specialty Fleet-footed Fleet-footed

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
408
size
Small
build
Light
posts
405
player
Res

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
01-05-2022, 09:22 PM

Bowen's nap had been lovely. The caramel cream fae lay sprawled out on her side on the thick fur, green eyes closed, just sleeping away. The subtle scratch of claws on stone brought her eyes open, however. She didn't move, but the woman's viridian pools were open to paper thin slits. She stayed still, not knowing who or what may have entered the cave. Here she was backed into an alcove. It was only when she saw the blue of Arts face as he peered into the space that she calmed.

Once Artorias pulled himself up onto the shelf, Bowen graced him with a grin. Her tail, which seemed to be growing longer by the day, thumped once or twice on the ground in happiness. His words brought a soft chuckle from her. "That's what I'm good at," she confirmed with a nod and a wink. She was rather good at finding treasure, oddities and hidden places. All of her time on a ship with pirates and slavers had seen to that skill set.

Art settled himself behind her, nuzzling into one ear, but Bowen wanted something else. She turned deftly so that they were chest to chest. With one paw, she lifted a heavy blue foreleg and slid beneath it, forcing him to embrace her and forcing them closer together. He asked if there was some special reason for their trip and the minuscule fae gave a little noncommittal shrug. "Just feeling a little down," she admitted. Slender forelegs moved upwards to snake around the man's neck. "Plus I missed you. I missed us. Now that Briar is home, I'll see you less. Like this, anyway." The whole time she spoke to him Bowen kept eye contact, vibrant emerald eyes meeting the fire kissed orbs of her darling brother whom she loved oh so much.

Bowen had no problem with Briar. She quite liked her, actually. Having Artorias divided though... it was weighing on her. Eventually they would all find a balance, but it hadn't been reached quite yet. Nuzzling up under Arts chin, Bowen gave his throat a quick nip. Not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to shake him up a bit. The fae chuckled softly, licking the spot that she'd bitten. "Should we explore this cave or are we going to lay here all day?"

"Bowen & Artorias"

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