Tickle Me Pretty
01-01-2014, 10:21 PM
Raisa spotted the intruder against the stark black rocks. Her sight was her only defense in this land so choked with smog and poison. True, this was not exactly her land, but she called it hers, so what was the difference? She looked down to where her less than amused fox lay at her side. She smiled down at him and he looked immediately disturbed. "My lady?" he asked, disturbed. She stood quickly from her perch upon the boulder and shook out her fur. "Come along, Koros! The gods have granted us a play thing." She bounded away then, leaving the small silver fox to scramble after her. Raisa followed the lighter colored wolf, walking in his trail, relying on the fumes of the mountain and her dark to mask her presence. Koros, she hoped, would have the sense to stay behind her. She came to stand behind him, after some time, and watched him look into the flames. He kicked a stone, and Raisa wondered if perhaps he was thinking as she had, many times, in her darker hours. "I imagine your eyes would boil before you hit the surface," she said suddenly, wondering if she would startle him. "Your fur would singe away, you'd blister, all before death. Not what I would choose, I don't think." And boy, how she had thought about it. "Speech" Think "Koros" |
![[Image: Kxe2eLS.png]](http://i.imgur.com/Kxe2eLS.png)
Y'all should be jelly of these sexy Tea arts!