Battle Scars[Demonio]

N/A · 03-10-2013, 11:58 AM

Emotions, were not a realm Desdemona was familiar with. They confused her, baffled her, complicated life and yet, the male beside her was hinged to her body. He didn't have to speak for her to know the guilt that flickered across his maw. He didn't have to glance upon her for her to know he felt responsible for what had occurred, no matter how utterly ridiculous such a sentiment was. What had happened, happened. She could not change it, nor could he. She needed to focus on healing and on making him understand that. Physical pain was nothing to the ivory dame.

She waded into the water, relief flooding her wounds and she groaned ever so quietly, She allowed her limps to fold beneath her as she laid down in the shallow waters, her pink ribbon, escaping her to lap at the cool waters. There den was not far from here, well within her reach if she wished to retreat back too it. She would ask him to inform Kaien of her injuries later, for now, as she always did, she yearned for his touch, his voice, the light of his eyes and the warmth of his body. Magnificent her mate was and she loved him. She would attempt, at least to offer him comfort, even if it came in the form of surprise, and it was clear her words had impacted him, his jaw fell open, eyes blowing impossibly wide and she smiled, her tail swishing back and forth beneath the water.

"I love you. Did you think I would not wish to be a part of you in every way?" Her head tilted to the left, ever so slightly as she surveyed him, watching him slowly return from his shock. He remained on the shore and she would not have it, she beckoned him too her with a short jerk of her head. "I want to be a part of you Demonio, perhaps my knowledge of this bond differs from your own, but even when I am forced from your side, I wish to know your heartbeat, your voice, your laugh, the feel of your body pressed to mine. I love you, more than I have ever cherished anything in my life."

When he had reached her side, she lifted her head, extending her neck, to bathe his maw in gentle kisses. Clearing him, of the remnant of his tears and never wishing to see them again. She nuzzled his cheek with the tip of her snout, brushing the thick fur there. So beautiful was her lover, so perfect. He was everything to her, her world, her heart, and she wanted to be with him in every way she possibly could.

Speech,

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