Cool Runnings

N/A · 06-03-2014, 03:05 AM

Ryuk

A hearty rumble would resonate within his barrel chest. This woman certainly was amusing, though she was not a child she seemed to have the spirit of one, and yet it was not a bad thing he thought. He nickered softly, glad to have her company once more. She always seemed to know where to find him, perhaps he had attracted a curious individual? The thought was beyond him. Over his head. Oblivious to idea that she had interest in him. He was a scarred beast with a hidden disability, what creature in their right mind would like a devilishly handsome stud like him? Snort, I am such a cocky fool to believe such a thing. She is perhaps, out of my league anyhow. Thoughts both amusing and yet saddening, though they were only for the inner confines of his mind to know. Silver eyes gazed at the star that lied hidden in failure, it was a charming piece of her beautific arsenal. And although he would not admit that he was in a way, attracted to her, he would continue to remain his usual silent self when it came to such matters. They hadn't known each other long, after all. But did it really matter? What if they were the only equines left on the planet now? Who knew!

One ear cocked towards the mare upon the mention that she was looking for him. His flank shuddered at the same time as he felt something brush quickly and yet almost discreetly. He blinked, and in that split second...had she gotten closer? His own tail flicked behind him, though it would not brush her flank but her lower leg. Whether accidental or purposeful, he would not give it away. If she wanted to play games, then he would play...it was a nice change, no longer having to lead an army. Retirement perhaps, was on its way. And this could possibly be the start of a new beginning. Though he retained his old ways, he could not bring himself to remain quietly serious around the female. It seemed as if her energy seeped into him from the space between them, she was contagious!

The beast snorted lightly, glancing at the mare as the next thing he realized they were nearly touching coats. When had she gotten so close? Was he so engrossed in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed her sneaking her way to him? "You were looking for me, you say? What for, Miss Obsidian?" He usual deep and booming voice had reduced to that of a softer and quieter tone. Head turning to look at her, the pair nearly nose to nose though he could feel his whiskers touching barely the point of her nose. He hadn't meant to, but the proximities in which they stood were very close, and could have possibly been avoidable...but to him, this position was quite fine. Quite fine indeed.

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