I'll walk with you my dear
10-03-2014, 03:41 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-03-2014, 05:21 PM by Isolde.)
Isolde was quite opposite when it came to soliloquy appreciation of the world around them. She liked to enjoy her surroundings and to appreciate the differences in the landscapes. The marked girl was quite drawn to the scenic lands that surrounded the range, especially the orchard in the spring. She was a sucker for flowers and bright colors that were given off by the plants. She enjoyed a nice sunset and of course would appreciate Soliloquy's handsome appearance. As she would have assumed he'd tell her simply that had she asked they could have stopped at any time. She'd known this but found the urge to tease him, and not so intentionally herself, harder to resist than his tempting touch. He did not seem to appreciate the walk or the lands as much as she did, but would let the thought roll off her back. He wouldn't keep his eyes from her long as she tried to appreciate the fruit heavy trees, a compliment flowing from his lips with ease as their gazes came to meet. She'd giggle shyly as her cheeks grew red, she knew he found her attractive but it was still odd to hear such flattery. She'd draw close to him once more, enjoying the warmth of his coat against her own while her features moved to nuzzle under his neck. Her wobbly legs would again threaten to fall beneath her. "I wish we could go to the gully where we met." She'd whisper in his ear as her nose moved to caress the base of his pale audit. |
