WHEN THE STARS ALIGN
Silence accompanies the duo for a few more seconds, and for a moment the carmine nymph starts to think she is just hearing things. But when a large dark figure erupts from the treeline and barrels straight toward her, she is quick to react. Swiftly she rolls toward her right, the beasts sharp hooves missing her delicate form by a few mere inches. Adrenaline courses through her veins as she jumps to her feet, her body turning in sync with the animals so she can watch it vanish into the orchard. A heavy sigh of relief slips form her clenched lips, her volcanic orbs flicking toward Marco who is staring toward his left in awe. "What in the hell is he looking at!?" She angrily thinks to herself, her head swinging toward the direction he was staring in. It is then that her bottom jaw drops in awe. Before her, only a few yards away, is a figure. A BEAUTIFUL figure to say the least, and immediately the temptresses attention is ensnared. She drops her tail over her rump in an attempt to mask her radiating heat, and daringly takes a few steps forward to get a better look at whatever this was. Only her head emerges from the shadows, the rest of her body being hidden by the nights darkness. Before her is a celestial like figure who resembles that of a canine- only this canine was blue, and appeared to be painted with stars. She says no words, she only stares as she watches this small wolf dance in the moons rays. Surly the wolf will notice her any second, her fiery red pelt was really hard to miss, especially when standing only a few feet away. Marco stays a few feet behind his mistress, the ebony escort waiting for any commands she may give him. |
