ardent

-- Burn.



Cygnet

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
84
size
Small
build
posts
47
player
05-11-2014, 09:52 PM




An amused sigh crossed the dove's visage and she felt a shiver of energy flow down her spine, the excitement of this conversation was growing ever so suddenly, and she could hardly keep her seat. With a coy sigh the fae lowered her visage back to a normal height, allowing her almond shaped eyes to meet his own, lavender gaze flowing softly over the heated air. This brute was more than intriguing at this point in time, and he amusing suave self was effortlessly winning her over as well.

A gentle smile reflected against the brute's charming words. With another small laugh the fae couldn't help but soften her walls, perhaps it was more that a bad idea, but she decided to test the limits of this brute's intensifying need. For what? She wasn't entirely sure, nor did she want to know all at once. What she did know is that it was her turn to ask his dubbance, curious as to what he may say, though she had to admit she didn't much care at that point, his scent, his allure was all something she knew she would remember about this hunter for a long time. She lifted herself from her seat ever so quietly, careful with her each move, silent and cautious as she moved forward with small steps carrying her slowly towards him, whit hers rhythmically moving and her slender hips rotating with each careful step, the scent of tar overcoming her again but she managed to ignore it forcefully. As she neared him closer she spoke out, "Oh don't say such things." Her brief moment of embarrassment sent heat to fill her cheeks and she averted her modest gaze for a moment, returning it to him from the side, now much closer to the male than she had first thought she should be, her heart was at a race with itself but she kept herself relaxed in stance, "And what exactly can I officially address you by, monsieur? Seeing as i've already given you my own name, I think it's only fair, no?" She questioned him, moving slowly to his right side as she spoke, walking down past his shoulders, keeping a small distance, but allowing a small wind to cross between them, she rounded behind him slowly, all the while her eyes remaining on him cautiously, her vocals ending as she returned up his left side this time, looking up towards the brute softly though carefully.



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