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10-25-2014, 07:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-29-2015, 12:35 AM by Istaqa.)
A soft cough reached the man and he paused turning to glance over his shoulder. Standing out in the dark of the night was a white form. One he?d swear he know anywhere. He watched as non-other than Ojiṣẹ was walking along the shoreline, quite a bit further inland than Istaqa himself. Then he noticed that she seemed to retreat. Standing stock still as he was the glowing of the plankton had faded, only faintly outlining his legs where they met the water. The man watched a few moments contemplating carrying on and yet he realized with a jolt that Skah was nowhere to be seen, he was lurking no doubt but he was not right next to the pure white female. He might never have a chance like this again. He walked slowly towards her, tail held only just above his rump, wagging weakly as he drew closer. "Akia." He called out as he was still some distance away, letting her know of his approach in the event she wasn?t yet. Still he marched towards her, the water slapping against his legs. Finally he stopped, a respectable distance between them, her laying on the shore the water teasing her paws, him still ankle deep in. "Ṣe awọn ti o daradara?" He asked, a thread of worry working into his normally impassive tone. Gbọ mi sọrọ, |