Mindless, Meaningless
05-14-2013, 09:20 PM
His call echoed through the forest, and he stood waiting to see if the lovely smelling fea would bother to answer him. He stood, his weight shifting restlessly from paw to paw, tail resting against his body, his whole expression simply screaming boredom. The markings that adorned his face, framing his oddly colored eyes stood out in the illuminating moonlight.
The sweet smell of the females heat approached him, and his gold and blue eyes turned toward her direction. He took in a deep breath, capturing her smell, and watched her as she approached him. She was a pretty little thing. White fur broken by unique red markings that adorned her face, and gold eyes that seemed to shine in the moonlight. Her tail moved gently, and he felt his lift slightly as he stared at her. He felt his eyes wandering up and down her body, taking in every curve and feature almost of their own volition.
?You called?? Her voice broke the silence between him, and he pulled his eyes back to look into her golden ones. She introduced herself as Xenios, or Xen and asked his. His lips pulled into a smirk at her use of the word ?hun?, and he waited a moment before speaking.
?Yes, my dear Xenios, I did call you. My name is Creedance. May I have the pleasure of knowing what a lovely lady like you is doing out on such a dark and foreboding night?? The words slipped from his maw with ease, caressing the air in a soft and gentle tone. A far cry from the tone that he had used before when attacking someone or killing someone. It was as if the earth shifted, revealing a sinister gentleman beneath the deamon that he was.
The sweet smell of the females heat approached him, and his gold and blue eyes turned toward her direction. He took in a deep breath, capturing her smell, and watched her as she approached him. She was a pretty little thing. White fur broken by unique red markings that adorned her face, and gold eyes that seemed to shine in the moonlight. Her tail moved gently, and he felt his lift slightly as he stared at her. He felt his eyes wandering up and down her body, taking in every curve and feature almost of their own volition.
?You called?? Her voice broke the silence between him, and he pulled his eyes back to look into her golden ones. She introduced herself as Xenios, or Xen and asked his. His lips pulled into a smirk at her use of the word ?hun?, and he waited a moment before speaking.
?Yes, my dear Xenios, I did call you. My name is Creedance. May I have the pleasure of knowing what a lovely lady like you is doing out on such a dark and foreboding night?? The words slipped from his maw with ease, caressing the air in a soft and gentle tone. A far cry from the tone that he had used before when attacking someone or killing someone. It was as if the earth shifted, revealing a sinister gentleman beneath the deamon that he was.