Melted Puddles of Roses
02-05-2014, 09:06 PM
I LIKE MY TOAST DONE ON ONE SIDE A much larger man, with pristine rosy flesh showing through his silvery tresses of silken fur, approached her with a greeting customary of any silver tongued man who looked as magnificent. She well near blushed under her creamy white cheek fur, a small grin playing at her features as she looked over to him. Twilight optics fixated upon his features, then falling to the glittering gold band at his forelimb. "Your flattery is amusing, kind sir. Thank you." She replied with a winning smile, dipping her cranium politely in greeting. "You are quite magnificent yourself." She would add, thickly accented British lyrics flitting from dark lips as she chuckled a bit. Golden tipped plume would tap the snowy ground, her endearing smile still worn upon her pale features. "Accent-y goodness" |