Quote:"Speech"
Thoughts
For the first time in a long time, the snow colored fae felt unbelievably free. Like weights were shedding from her slender body like a winter coat, slow and deliberate with each great stride she reached for, each time with greater eagerness than the one before it. Each meeting of her wide paws to the earth was like ecstasy reaching her mind, each muscle in her body contracting perfectly as she focused on the path before her, feeling the ends of the golden grass kiss at her belly as she reached a rather tall set of wheat and meadow grass.
His scent became stronger, and as the fae slowed down to a gentle trot, she allowed her silence to grow for a while longer before speaking out. Her lavender optics slowly encasing the brute before her. His vocals were kindly as were his mannerisms. She sensed nothing but humble neutrality from the snow and obsidian colored brute. A single brow raised as she looked at him with no reply on her lips yet. Lavender optics looked at him with obscurity at his rather different appearance, like a painted canine.
A gentle yet kind smile, hardly readable flickered across the fae's delicate visage. "Good morning, monsieur." Her angelic vocals poured forth, still light and hardly above a whisper in reply to him. Her auds laid back delicately and her optics relaxed as she watched the male, coming to a complete stop as she remained directly before him about eight feet away. Upon reaching her final place to stop, her chest lifted and the petite fae starred at the brute, taken aback by his extremely large height and size. She caught herself starring, not moving her ivory frame for a while, merely looking at the brute with a touch of 'awe' behind her calm features. She relaxed a bit upon adjusting to the males massive size, blinking a few times her eyes softened even further and she spoke out again, "I apologize if i've caused alarm, I was only... Out for a walk." Catching herself pausing the fae laid her auds against her scull gently, her snowy features blowing ever so gently with the breeze, like waves their fluttered about her slender bodice. Her paws were brought together and she carefully allowed herself to to be seated, like a feline she gently lowered her flexible hips to the earth, her long, balancing tail curling around to nearly touch her forepaws, all the while she watched the brute, keeping an eye out for any signs of potential caution.
Word Count :: 431
Tags :: Wolf!
Mood :: Caution, Curiosity
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