Follow My Paw Steps
04-01-2014, 08:12 PM
Amia Tulip |
She laid there for no more than a few minutes when he came. He seemed to emerge from the fog, as if he was made from the air substance itself. Het blue eyes blinked several times as if making sure he was really there. Slowly her rear went back down and her front legs scrambled to get themselves corrected and having her sitting up normally. Her ears twitched while mud slowly dripped off her face but she made no move to wipe it away. Was this male real? He was larger, very large. But not in a scary dominating way, no it was like a comforting presences, a guardian. Her pale blue eyes could not, would not stop their roaming over his body. He held an air of regal disposition, an air of silent power. His eyes held her there like a deer in headlights, unable to move. To make matters worse, when he spoke all train of thought left her mind. His voice was captivity, soothing, and sent goose bumps all over her skin. If her jaws were parted she might have literally been drooling over him. Never had a male just taken the breath right out of her by appearance alone. She instantly wanted to trust him, to snuggle into his side. He had said something, what had he said? She panicked slightly on the inside. She blinked and stared dumbfounded at him while she tried to remember what he said. When it hit her did she look away if only for a moment to her paws before looking back up."Try what again? Falling in the mud? Im horrible at running, im out of shape, and a disgrace and embarrassed.." She replied softly, her cheeks blushing red but her was brave enough to keep holding eye contact. Plus she didn't want to ever look away from this sexy beast. |