smooth as a cactus
02-05-2015, 07:37 PM
The boy was quite respectful, a rare trait these days. He must have had good parenting. Also a rarity in such times. Vivek. How fitting, strong and bold in it's syllables, much like the male appeared to be. Anyone with such a lovely pelt deserved nothing less. His smirk told quite a bit of his amusement, and it was clear that he was going to ask what titles she might bestow upon him. A rumbling chuckle escaped the caramel behemoth, her grin only growing broader as it rolled through the air. Of course, it was only natural. Her gaze returned to his crimson form, cerulean optics narrowing in the slightest to take him in. It would have to be something spectacular, but nothing overbearing. He was worthy of a great one, she thought to herself. "I would call you my sanguine lord." She purred, a smirk playing upon her inky lips. It was a good thing to call him, because he wasn't cherry coloured, nor was he quite crimson. A darker shade, sanguine was fitting. Her gaze remained on his features, wondering what his reaction might be. Banded forelimbs stirred as her muscles flexed idly. Her tail tip twitched against the terra, stirring the grass beneath her. "And you, my sanguine lord," She crooned, making use of the fanciful name she'd gifted him. "would you give me such a title?" She asked in her low, rumbling voice, watching him curiously. He was quite a remarkable male, and she wouldn't mind their encounter lasting longer. Not in the least. OOC: Sorry for taking forever!!!
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