ardent

Putting On A Show

Alastor



Relm

Somnium

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
18
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
345
player
Chrono I

Samhain 2022Statue 3 WorshipAll Oozed OutThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3By the skin of my teeth
Pride - BisexualMammoth Hunter1KCritical Fail!
04-20-2022, 08:46 PM
Relm became more comfortable as Alastor started speaking, or more so accepted her offer for the hunt. With a tilt in her cheek she peered up at him, he was much more enthusiastic than she was. It made her smile.

Relm's head stayed just still as Alastor traced along a portion of her cloak, but her eyes moved where his paw went. She huffed a quiet chuckle, stepping forward to make a circle around him and coming up on his side, "Are you sure you aren't just trying to undress me?" She teased him before moving forward to start their trek outside of the pack lands. She kept her cloak on for now, maybe she'd surprise him later. Or maybe he'd surprise her. Though Relm's tones were generally flat and with little life or emotion, she had been growing more comfortable around Alastor and around some of the others too to be herself a little more if she could help it. She was rather anxious, but she could loosen up just that little bit to crack a joke or a smile. There was a time between when Relm first knew Alastor and when she ran away from Kefka that she had much the same attitude as her father which also resembled some of Alastor too. It was in little dim doses now, she'd probably never go back to the way things were.

She led him up the northern coast on their side of The Polar Sound that wasn't so far from the pack lands. The eastern lands of Boreas were incredibly packed which made a hard time finding good or plentiful prey central of them. With building up to the festival too it didn't make things any easier. Without any obvious signs of tracking, Relm scented around her for not just any prey, but something a little more fun for the pair. Was she considering this a date? She wouldn't acknowledge the thought, only smirk to herself. She stopped for a moment on the cliff's edge, her nose rising with the blowing breeze as she scented the elk nearby. She glanced over to Alastor for a second to see if he had the same idea before fiddling with the strings on her cloak as if she was going to pull it off for him, but instead she smirked again and jumped forward in a quiet lope to get a closer distance on their prey. She may have been playing with him, but it was subtle. She did after all have something else in mind for them other than fucking.

"Relm"