Funny Seeing You Here
Before he knew it, her bright, cheerful expression faded, slowly shifting into a more or less mischevious one. At that instant Ixionn felt his throat swell and his mouth dry up from being so nervous. What was so funny? She might be relaxed, but this was basically torture for him! The boy dug his claws into the ground, holding himself in place as she spoke. Her voice sounded calm, still friendly and neutral. What was she planning? He didn't want to hurt her at all...so how was he supposed to control himself? Block out the aroma? Ixionn bit his lower lip, eyes widening as she moved closer to him. Instinctively, he stood to his paws, eyeing Gale.
Maybe, instead of focusing on how good she smelt, he could focus on how pretty she was. It wasn't too bad of an idea, once he thought about it.
His ruby gaze traced the soft purple markings that adorned her face, then her ears, and her eyes. Fortunately, it was working. His mind began to shift, but there was still a nagging voice in the back of his mind. Ixionn swallowed hard and stepped beside Gale, at this point getting closer to her rear end. When he realized it, he let out a weak whine and circled around so he was beside her again, just with his face away from her rear. "I wanted to see a friend," He began, forcing himself to focus on her face. "What? Am I not allowed to visit you?" He smirked, brushing his tail against her rump playfully. But at that moment his focus swayed, and he instantly regretted the movement.
"Speech"
'thoughts'