Homecoming
11-11-2013, 09:26 AM
He would follow her, his bodice lingering just a bit closer to her than it might have a few seasons ago. He was still amazed - and perhaps bemused - that she'd kept their den up. He had just assumed that she would have abandoned it and any other reminders of him in his absence, but it seemed she had hoped he would return - and she had been right. Tail continued to flicker betwixt his legs as he meandered through the familiar land at her side. The path had not changed much, and he knew it almost immediately as they arrived at their once-home. He slithered in without a word. She need not apologize, for he was very much pleased. Eyes examined the wider entrance as his bodice slipped in easily, the smoothed edges of the cavern that she'd taken time to dig out and hone to perfection, the beds she had made - two, he would note - and the area that was lightly stained with blood where he assumed a kill could be stored for safe keeping. Ah, she was quite the little homemaker, wasn't she? Pivoting once, he would emerge from the entrance of the den, the last light of day beginning to fade from the sky. "Perfect," he would murmur as he brought his girth close to her own, their noses only an inch or two apart. This felt different for him, his bold, slightly aggressive side, and yet he like it - it exhilarated him. "It seems you were hopeful - or at least confident - that I would return." It was a mere statement, though he hoped to get some new information out of it. Had she been anxiously awaiting his return? Or had she simply been keeping it up for lack of anything better to do? speech speech speech |
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