Walk on Water
10-12-2013, 11:31 AM
""Hey now, when it came down to it, Sarak knew well enough what he was doing!" She couldn't help but laugh, her eyes shutting as she nearly rolled over onto her back. For some reason that was really funny to her, it was funny that they were so young and discussing the first boys they had slept with. She wondered if their mothers had done the same with their first friend? Her eyes opened, and she started to look over the girl before her. She was getting the vibe that this encounter wouldn't get the last, she could feel a connection already forming between them. Had she finally found a true friend? She hoped so. "I don't know how old my male was- I don't know much about him in general actually." She would say as she snickered. She was a naughty girl wasn't she? "I like it better that way. Please me then leave so I can continue my journey to greatness." She would say as her right eye closed in a wink. Men were just play things for them at this age, she had no intentions of settling down just yet. Eyes would remain on the brunette and white temptress as she spoke. "I had a close run in with an older male, looked to be around five, but Cormalin appeared and knocked some sense into me. I'm sure it would have been good though," "Typical daddy figures coming to ruin our fun. If we aren't in season what's the harm besides the label? Which I don't mind having." And by label of course she meant being called a whore. She didn't care what others thought, all she cared about was how she saw herself- and she did not see herself as a whore. "Luckily for me, my father is never around to ruin my fun. I don't know where he is half the time. Since my mother died I've been on my own despite living in Valhalla." She would say, at first her lips creasing into a smirk but then turning into a slight frown. It bothered her that her father was never around, but she was growing used to it. Soon enough she would be numb again. "Keeping em on their toes is what we do best. Without us, who else would keep interest in Valhalla. We are the future after all." She would add, her mind leaving her father as her lips curled into a devious smirk again. It was weird how she could quickly change her emotions based on what was going through her head. "And if Isardis ever takes me I will be his hell on a gold chain. He may have my body, but he will never tame my soul." She would rise, her tail flicking eagerly behind her. "And if you ever dig yourself a grave I will come lay in it with you. From this moment on you will be my number one friend Azalea. I hope you feel the same." She needed to make a move, she needed to establish some sort of relationship between them. She wanted a best friend, and a decent applicant was sitting before her. Why not take her? |