run this town
11-15-2013, 11:18 PM
the scent of the retreating smell of a dame's heat, had only added to his natural curiosity at the females smell. he drew another breath, her scent passing over him, not a woman he recognized, though he couldn't suppose to know every dame in the lands. she appeared, a pretty little dame, ivory coat broken by odd gray markings, that enveloped her hips, and forelegs, wrapping around her. a simplistic beauty. she stood there, staring at him, her turquoise eyes capturing his own two toned gaze. stand there, his own stance squared off, he looked at her, his mind wandering, making a decision as for what to do with her. moving forward, at a droll pace he moved to circle, to take in her entire form with his eyes. measuring her up, taking her in. a dark chuckle erupted from his chest, exiting his maw in a sinister baritone sound. what had the gods brought him? such a tasty morsel. this was going to be very interesting. he would speak, his prodding voice soft but obvious in the command that the wench answer him. he would stop, just to the right of her, coming to stand near her, before he would speak. "And who are you, mi amor? What's a pretty young thing doing alone, in a place like this, hmm?" Speech, |