Spring Folly
08-12-2014, 07:45 PM
His attack upon Sibele would be succeful and his reward would be the cry of suprise that ensued from her lips. His rush of water had also brought him much closer to her then had had realised it would. Before he could think upon their sudden closeness she would be pushing herself away and onto the bank. For the faintest moment a shudder of regret would pass over him and he was forced to push the feeling away before following her onto dry land. As he followed her he would find himself crying out, laughing, and ducking from the spray she shook his way. He would follow suit with a smirk, shaking his coat out and hoping a few droplets landed her way. ?I know? he replied cheekily as she told him he was awful, something was cursing through his veins now, brining out a side of him that wanted to play, that wanted to tackle her to the ground and.. and perhaps that thought should stop there. He found himself moving closer to her through, bringing himself to her side and brushing his tail across her flank, the movement almost accident on his part and another shiver would run through his body. She stood there, with water dripping loose from her coat, and her eyes alive from the moment of their play. She looked utterly amazing, glossy in the sunlight and he craved her from ears and tail, from heart to soul. "Speech" |
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