Livin' on Love / P
03-23-2013, 07:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-23-2013, 07:20 PM by Epiphron.)
While her heart urged her to chase after Maverick, she remained standing alongside her brother. She truly didn't want to seem like an obsessed, love-sick puppy who could hardly contain herself when Maverick was near; especially not around her brother. But as the female pinned her gaze on the male she had met just a few days before, she stood tall and proud alongside Syrinx. But before long he turned, their eyes locking as he realized Syrinx had been lying -- she wasn't gone off with anyone. A slight smile toyed with the corners of her lips, though her excitement was far more contained than it would've been had her brother not been in their presence. Before she knew it, the male bounded forward to meet her, pressing her face against his. The affection he displayed was not over the top, but still more forward than she expected, given that her brother, the heir of the Valhallan pack, was in their presence. Gently she pressed her cheek into hers, hearing his voice as a whisper in her ear. Her heart leapt in her chest -- she was exhilerated to see Maverick, though slightly flustered at his sudden arrival here, as well as worried that Syrinx would make a big deal out of a foreign wolf crossing over their borders. It wasn't a terribly big deal, and it was likely that no others would find them, given that they were so far from where most of the wolves slept. Her words brought another smile to the girl's lips. She fought the urge to wrap her neck around his own, inwardly blaming her slight sleepiness for the desire that had begun to well up inside her at the sight of him. He whispered in her ears that six days was too long; a soft laugh escaped her jowls as she tilted her own muzzle towards his ear. "Three days was too long," she admitted sheepishly, her own tones hushed, clearly meant only for him. "I can't believe you're here, Maverick... you're crazy for coming here. You ought to consider yourself lucky you were found by my brother, and not someone else." Would Syrinx tell on her? Or was tattling beyond them, now that they were older? No harm was being done to anyone, and Epiphron knew if she found Syrinx meeting with some female at the pack borders she would have the courtesy to not tell anyone. But who knew if Syrinx would do the same? As she pulled away from the boy, her eyes sparkled as they watched his. He was far from home, but he had risked coming here for her, and her alone. It was flattered, and though she was surprised, her joy was genuine. |
