Don't believe me, just watch! [Kyarst]
12-08-2014, 07:12 PM
His devil in disguise would purr her sweet response, not daring to deny the handsome spy what he wanted. A smile glinting with pride spread across his lips as she slithered up along his right side and took her position for their stroll. “Mmm,” he growled as she called him dashingly handsome once more, and noted that he was keeping her interest. Oh, did she know how to push his buttons. Tail flickered with excitement, though it was hidden behind them both - hopefully out of her view. He had to play it cool, after all. He began walking only a moment after she, allowing their rhythm to fall together almost instantly. They moved along in silence, their two darkened bodies vanishing into the fog, only given away by the crest of their necks and crowns. He could sense she wasn't a woman he could rush anything with, but going slow was not a practiced skill of his - not yet anyway. How exactly did one woo a woman slowly? He hadn't a clue. Still, he was confident he was off to a good start as she inquired his name and bumped flirtatiously into his shoulder. It was something Lysis used to do, and for a moment his mind paused - thinking of her. Had she been flirting back then? Was she aware of it if she had been? How had he missed it? He quickly tossed those thoughts from his mind, but not before leaving a note to ask her at a later time. “I don't know why they wouldn't,” he chirped back smartly whilst bumping into her shoulder. He allowed a moment or two to pass, hopefully letting her think he would keep his name from her. Then, at long last he voiced once more: “Kyarst.” He had long since dropped the 'Armada' surname, as his father was no longer around to shout it from the rooftops and it had grown to have little meaning with the wolves he encountered. Had he been home he would have tagged it on in an instant, but with this woman he would delicately leave it off. “And what is my devilish angel's name?” Tail sought to intertwine with her own, adding to the palpable tension in the air. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.