ardent

Keep me grounded



Venus


age
gender
gems
size
build
posts
N/A
player
10-24-2014, 03:23 PM
#2




An aroma so foreign, yet so familiar carried across the Abaven borders. Galactic form would follow the breeze in such curiosity. It was unmistakably the scent of a former member of her king's pack; however, one that seemed short lived in her mind. Perhaps, one in which had left soon after her arrival. She just could not quite put a name or face on it. Though, this curiosity burned inside her soul and forced her to find out his or her reason for returning. After all, whispers of war were forming between two of their allies. As Naharar, it was her duty to see that Abaven was safe.

As evergreens would make way to an opening of the familiar caverns, eyes would recognize the figure. The male before her was, at one point, high standings in her king's kingdom. Quelt, that was his name. Mm, but had he not journeyed to create a pack of his own? To become his own king? That flaming curiosity burned all the more brilliantly as this realization settled over her. What reason would cause him to tread so close? Of course, she would hope that his pack had somehow gotten itself into trouble and seeking help from her king's wolves. Ah, it would be nice to lead a pack into battle and to bathe in the blood of enemies. But, she really would not be that lucky.

Body slithered fearlessly, yet seductively toward the silhouette. Eyes narrowed flirtatiously as she would near him, now - standing a mere foot from where he stood. What troubles you, Quelt? Mm. . . something seems to be preying upon your mind. Her voice would coo out too him softly as she would snake around the man, making a complete circle and ending the journey by standing directly in front of him, almost nose-to-nose. Her breath would pour over the man's face as she gazed deeply into his eyes as if she were somehow gathering hidden information that he withheld inside his soul. A soft laugh, a rarity, would leak through onyx lips. Head would straighten to it's regal setting and she would take a few steps back from his personal space. Naharar Venus, at your service. Two reasons she introduced herself this way. One being to proudly announce her royal standings, and the other to be the natural succubus that she was.

my actions |
my words |
my thoughts