Why Are These Lights So Bright
05-02-2014, 02:33 PM
She had not traveled to the warmer segments of Alacritis in a while, mostly staying within the frozen confines of Glaciem's walls to supervise the children and hunt for the pack. On this warm night though the frigid mistress wished to defrost beneath the moons illuminated glow, weaving through the endless rows of various fruit trees like a weightless ghoul. Occasionally she would find fruit that was still ripe enough to eat, and she would greedily scarf it down to subdue her aching hunger. At first she had presumed the orchard was abandoned and that she was alone, but the deeper she traveled into the trees, the more overpowering his musk became. It was as if she were making a direct v line toward him, because within a few more minutes of stealthily weaving through the trees a large figure would come into view. She would freeze as if she had been struck with ice, her eyes growing wide in astonishment as she watched an enormous male sway his hips only yards before her beneath the night sky. Something about him seemed oddly familiar, and his cologne, it smelt like something she had come across before, as if they had been in the same room together, but hadn't met face to face. She would slowly approach him, her crown raised confidently toward the heavens despite her meager size, and her tail lashed out to align with her spine. "Hello there." Softly she would coo a greeting to him, offering a dip of her head and a bat of her luxurious eyelashes. She would aim to keep enough running distance between them should this meeting turn south though, since she still couldn't put a paw on who this man was. Speech |