There are stepping stones[joining]
09-19-2013, 07:16 PM
The woman?s tongue would boast of a foreignness, a delicate curl at the end of her syllables as she would speak. A mild curiosity arousing his mind as he would regard it, only to be distracted once again by her allure. He would sway to her touch, refusing to cease until a coral paw would aim to rest upon her own, chest reaching to press at her shoulder as the king would chuckle at her words. ?Well then, welcome to Glaciem my steel dove,? he would leer proudly, a sharp breath sent flurrying towards her face as his snout would crave to press her cheek, ?It is your home now, and promised protection you shall receive.? Yet another titter would rumble his throat, pale lashes fluttering as he would bask beneath his conceit. |
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