LIKE A MOTH TO A FLAME

N/A · 08-06-2014, 02:12 PM

She was drawn to the Briar patch for reasons unknown, even when she tried to rack her mind for answers. It was not like someone would come and get her anyway. Pandora had slipped off from Maija's side, not intending to nap like her dear mother. She remained loyal to the matriarch of their small group, but she wanted to get away. The urge to show how different she was from her siblings was upon her and she had to answer.
Her perfectly groomed frame travelled a few miles before reaching the large and looming sight. The late afternoon sun made the thorns gleam and cast a long shadow upon the ground. Pandora's front paws daintily remained on its outline as she looked up to take in the details. The last time she had appeared, certain events had unfolded. Meeting Isolde had been unexpected, but the girl's company had been welcomed all the same. Perhaps...if she were to repeat her actions, another would appear.
Bravely, she walked towards the briar and inspected any openings. It didn't take long for her to find a spot and she began to move her curves through the open slots. The mere touch of the thorns grazing her skin made her tremble and a soft moan left her lips. Oh yes. She had missed such things like this. If it wasn't something that could cause harm for the girl, she was not interested. Slowly, she continued to move through the brush, sounds resonating from her tender mouth. Fun was going to come and she was ready to play the game.

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