Swing Life Away-Ghost- [MATURE]

She watched him, silver hued orbs trailing across his slightly frazzled form. Just how long had he been running? Her plume dusted the earth behind her, rocks and dirt being brushed with the languid strands. His maw fell open to speak, bt no sound escaped him only stuttered fragments and chipped sounds. She frowned a bit, curious as to why he stumbled over his speech. Slowly, easily, she approached him, drawing closer.

"Nothing? After everything I have told you surely you can trust me with this no?" She had smelled no prey, no delicious hint of deer nor hare... so where was he so boldly flying off too? Ghosts interest was piqued. Surely he would tell her? She knew his darkest secrets why would her deny her this? her breath remained calm and even as she drew up before him.