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04-20-2015, 07:15 AM
C A T H U N The collision was a fact. He barreled into her and as she fell, so did he in a jumble of legs and tangled hair that only through some miracle failed to cause injury. Still, as Cathun rolled away from her luscious curves and strained to his feet he was haunted not only by remnants of guilt and tattered pride but anger too, and a lingering fragrance of blood and mare that made him shudder. She bit at him with angered words and in retaliation he threw his head up, haughty and annoyed with embers smoldering beneath tousled curls. "Watch where you go yourself" he retaliated, the ice of her glare melting in the face of his seething rage, still smoldering beneath the ashen surface. Despite being covered in mud and leaves his posture was proud, regal even, and the way he looked at her could only be described as indifferent. At least, initially it was. But as his jumbled mind took the time to actually process what the eyes saw, his opinion changed. He was a stallion after all, and it didn't take that much to awaken interest when the subject was female, not that much older and decidedly pretty to look at. The skull on her head was creepy, true, and the scent of fresh blood about her was... unusual and set his teeth on edge, but if he overlooked that... Okay, he had to work quite hard to overlook it. But she was pretty, lithe and dainty with all the curves in the right places and he wouldn't have been a young stallion if he hadn't reacted in some way. Like the foolish youth he was Cathun relaxed, and while his expression still remained more irritated than charmingly handsome there was no mistaking the trace of curiosity that entered the features. "So? Who are you, and why are you here?" Not very polite, not entirely friendly, but hey. At least he wasn't yelling at her. Right? @[Waprevah] |
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