Skating on Thin Ice

Lurking in the shadows like the leering pervert he was, Rhazien was thoroughly enjoying the show Aurelia was putting on- how that lithe, youthful body glided across the ice with ease, twirling around and contorting in an almost intimate way. Oh, how her sweat balled up on her fur, shimmering in the sunlight- mmm, it looked like ice crystals were adorning that pretty azure pelt, and he wondered, if they would taste sweet upon his gluttonous tongue. And as he continued leering on, he’d fantasize scenarios in his mind- him approaching her on the ice, grabbing her in his arms, pulling her into his chest, mmm, her breastbone pressed against him. He’d spin her around, matching her grace, twirling her until her mind was muddled, and setting her down gently on the ice. Oh, and the finale! Crawling over her, bringing his lips to her ear, burying his nose in her fur. Tracing bites down her neck, and-

What the hell? His perversities were interrupted, the silhouette of Delaeni and Azoula stepping into the frame of fantasy, tainting it with their presence. Tsk. No sense in lurking anymore- he’d decide to emerge from the shadows, sauntering over to the edge of the ice to converse with Aurelia. Now he had an audiencee to entertain. “You make it look so… easy.” He’d call out, getting her attention. “Mind telling us how?” Truly, it would be useful information- his mind went back to his battle with the leopard seal on the ice, and how difficult it had been to traverse across it while fighting. And, if their kingdom was going to stay in the North, might as well adjust to their new battlefield.  

"Rhazien Saxe"