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Good Morning [Cetotorah]



Luana


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03-29-2013, 12:58 AM
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Luana was not a sneak by nature. She had too bold of a personality to make a good spy. Antsy, impatient, eager... sitting and waiting had never been something she was particularly good at, but she crunched down hard on her bottom lip and she forced patience into her veins as the familiar scent entered her nose... which meant she was downwind, which meant he couldn't smell her. Her eyes drifted to the creeping sun which was just now illuminating the earth. Normally she was much more refined now that she had left her puppy youth behind her but it was so rare she got to surprise her Cetotorah and after this morning's hunt when the idea had crept into her brain she simply could not resist such temptation, and so... she waited.

She crept silently, one paw in front of the nest, body gliding back and forth as she stalked closer and closer to the mouth of their den, lips curling up in a smile as she watched his sleeping form inhale and exhale. She took a moment simply to watch him, it was a rare day she got to wake before him. A nightmare had awoken her long before the sun rose and a quick hunt for a hare was the perfect thing she had needed to gather her thoughts. She had left him sleeping and it seemed now he still slumbered... he was truly a beautiful creature.

She wondered vaguely why he did not seek out someone prettier than her to spend his time with, but then she remembered, he was her Cetotorah and she was his Luana and as if that logic made any sense... it gave her the confidence to creep as close as she dared.

She crouched low, golden eyes glittering as she starred him down and then she was airborne, paws outstretched and poised to grab him. Wrapping around his chest and pulling him abruptly out of his sleep and to the right, she laughed playfully, catching one of his ears between her teeth and tugging it as they rolled, her laughter still echoing throughout the den. "I love you Cetotorah!" She laughed into the fluff of his neck, a mass of tangled limbs intertwined upon the dirt.




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