Love Makes Me
10-28-2013, 11:51 PM
The moments after his call for her left his lips seemed to be an eternity. He could clearly feel each individual beat of his heart, each aching pulse of his blood as it circulated through his system and oozed from his wounds. Had she even heard his call? What if she never did and he ended up lying here in a pool of his own blood until someone happened upon him? The young Heir would try to quiet his thoughts, instead trying to focus his attention on keeping his breathing even and ignoring the painful throbbing of his open wound. He wasn't going to die. He'd fought too hard against that crazy bitch to end up bleeding out and dying. Meili would help him. He was sure of it. The faint sound of paw steps would reach the young man's ears, lids peeling back as ceruleans would search the foliage for her familiar timber hued figure. The thundering of paws would get louder and suddenly her figure would burst from the vegetation as she would come thundering towards him, happy until she noticed that he was hurt. Plume would raise behind him, wagging gently behind him. She would bury her face into his neck and the Adravendi would grunt with pain at her touch, waiting until she had pulled away to slowly raise his head, a smile decorating his features at her kiss. I'm fine Meili, they're just little scratches. Some crazy bitch tried claiming me as her own and I had to fight my way through her. Everyone is doing pretty well, but we lost someone at the beginning. I might have to back soon, if my uncle doesn't succeed in whatever he has planned.... He would trail off, pressing his nose to her own as his salmon tongue would slip out to place a tiny kiss on her lips. I'm glad your safe my little woman. I love you so much His voice would be a throaty whisper, pain an underlying tone as he gazed lovingly at her. Talk like this |
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