Taste these embers and ash
04-10-2014, 07:40 PM
He would stand in appraisal of the woman before her, take in the sleek shades that rippled across her body, frosted with white that coated her underbelly and touched against her paws as through she had treaded in snow. There was one other colour he could see against her coat, a colour that darkened her expressions and shadows the awesome tints of her orbs. The black features gave her a stark and weary expression, her orbs seemed precise and set upon him. The smile across her lips held a malevolent aspect that sent an almost delightful tingle down his spine. He would understand some of what that expression held when she would lean towards him, her voice almost a whisper as through in the parting of a secret. His eyes would not leave their appraisal of her, but an eyebrow would rise in response to her words. She ended it with a delightful laughter and a sly grin. He would lower his head beneath his powerful hunches, lowering it to bring it ever closer towards her. He couldn?t help himself? ?Raspberried for life? My, you would make a tasty wolf. Can?t a boy have but one taste?? he would utter, his voice husky with mirth, the supressed laughter that turned a single lip upwards and his eyes where full of its life. He was, of course, not a wolf of cruel alignment, but he wasn?t above dipping a paw in the murky waters every once in a while, if only for a laugh. "My sounds""My Soul" |
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