all I wanted was proof / that you understand sonder
10-24-2024, 06:29 PM
Calliope digs. Unlike that of a real lady, she understands and is familiar with the feeling of physical exertion. She’s not afraid to get her paws dirty either. What better way to spend her evening later than a nice, long, hot bath in the hot springs out east? Her favorite place to find a lover. Memories of Barghest linger in her thoughts as she continues to dig around the spire that Finch had chosen.
Suddenly ripped from her delightfully sensual daydream, Calliope pauses in her digging to blink at Finch for a moment. That information would be important, wouldn’t it? Even if the girl managed to send word to her pack, Calliope didn’t care. Let Avalon come knocking on her door for the little birdie with a mouth on her. It would only be a pit of vipers that lay in wait for them.
A smile carves itself across her pale lips as she takes a step back, one brow raised almost as if taunting Finch by withholding the answer. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Calliope teases, tendrils of her voice snaking out on deepened sultry sounds. Quite a delight compared to the howling that surrounded them above.
After a few more tense moments of staring, hoping to make Finch feel uncomfortable, Calliope lets out a giggle. “I’m a born and bred Raider, my Little Bird. Is that not obvious?” She purrs, reaching out toward Finch with a paw to tap the girl lightly on the tip of her nose. Another giggle ends her words as she goes back to digging out a wider and deeper hole around their spire.
Suddenly ripped from her delightfully sensual daydream, Calliope pauses in her digging to blink at Finch for a moment. That information would be important, wouldn’t it? Even if the girl managed to send word to her pack, Calliope didn’t care. Let Avalon come knocking on her door for the little birdie with a mouth on her. It would only be a pit of vipers that lay in wait for them.
A smile carves itself across her pale lips as she takes a step back, one brow raised almost as if taunting Finch by withholding the answer. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Calliope teases, tendrils of her voice snaking out on deepened sultry sounds. Quite a delight compared to the howling that surrounded them above.
After a few more tense moments of staring, hoping to make Finch feel uncomfortable, Calliope lets out a giggle. “I’m a born and bred Raider, my Little Bird. Is that not obvious?” She purrs, reaching out toward Finch with a paw to tap the girl lightly on the tip of her nose. Another giggle ends her words as she goes back to digging out a wider and deeper hole around their spire.
Warning: Calliope is callous, rude, and unpredictable. Do NOT expect nice things from her.