what kind of man loves like this?
02-23-2015, 06:47 PM
He lay placidly upon the earth, at peace now that he was with her. There was something to the excitement of Mercy, but nothing compared to being with someone who knew every facet of his being and still cared enough about him to clean his wounds. A smile creased his features, but he ushered it aside - unwilling to stoke the fire raging in his half-sister's being. His tail tapped the earth lazily as he let her see to him, nudging aside the stuck together fur and examining every inch of the wound Mercy had left him. She had bitten down multiple times in this one area, and so the wound had grown each time she took hold. It stung just a bit, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. He was confident it would heal in just a few days - he hoped Mercy fared the same way. His eyes crept up to gaze at her rather innocently, hoping to observe her as she fussed and fretted over him. She was rather cute when she was ticked off, and it amused him that despite her obvious rage at his 'idiocy' she still took her time to care for him. Why was that? Anyone else might've stormed off in a huff. Lysis never had, even when he'd left her for nearly a season. “She was pretty, might've gotten a little too much blood on her though..” perhaps that shouldn't have been a joke, but in so many ways it was. He chuckled idly, glancing up at her - a boyish grin on his face. He winced as she lapped furiously at his tender flesh, but not a sound would escape him. If this was her form of punishment, he could take it. His tongue flickered out over his lips, as if he might still taste some droplet of her blood on his skin. None was left, though, as he'd bathed every inch of himself in the lake. Pity, he'd have liked something to remember her by. “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.