Mindless, Meaningless
05-14-2013, 10:36 PM
Oh dear. She'd blurted out about Him. She'd said too much. Aureate eyes follow him as he moved closer. Much closer than she anticipated. It seemed as though her personal bubble would get invaded this day. Her body quivered once for some unknown reason before she forced it to calm. Any closer and they would probably be touching. He was bold creature, wasn't he? For a moment it seemed as though she had managed to successfully change the subject off of Him, but her efforts were in vain. Oh well. It couldn't hurt to explain it to him. Hearing of his rogue status intrigued her too. She didn't get the opportunity to meet many loners. "Oh no, I'm alone, sort of. No one physically came with me. I just have a voice in my head. It won't leave me alone." Ears flickered backwards nervously and she shifted on her paws. Her tail gave a hesitant wag for a moment as she gave him an apprehensive look. He happened to probably be the first person she told of the company she kept within her head. Was it odd? She felt as though it was, though it was hard to judge. Perhaps it was, although she didn't hear of anyone else having the same problem. So was it acceptable or not? His masculine scent was alluring. Never before had a male been so attractive. She still couldn't figure out why just a male's scent alone beckoned to her. Nostrils flared to take in his scent and the faint trace of blood. Intriguing and it drew her in like a moth to a flame. She had to resist the urge to close the gap between them. "Speech" "He speaks" |