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12-05-2015, 12:25 PM
the happy ending depends, of course...
Her bright silver gaze meets his own, inquiring azure one. Where his eyes darkened with the evening, hers seemed to glow in the starlight, captivating his sight just as her quiet, accented voice trapped his ears and attention. But he lost her lovely gaze as she spoke of the constellation that painted her coat, and his own eyes drifted to her stellar-marked skin. Vague confusion swamped his mind— until he recalled that he had asked about it when he last saw her.
His eyes traced the starry pattern as she spoke, starting at her shoulder, skimming up her neck, lingering at the corner of her bright silver eye, before ending on the edge of her jaw. He felt her gaze return to his own moving eyes as her lilting words wove a story of an extraordinary world so different than any he had known.
Nearly bewitched in the rhythm of her accent and the ethereal light of the night sky, even the misty mongoose at his hooves had stopped its energetic sprints to stare up at the mare of thick, curly locks. Tearing his eyes from her marking— which seemed to glow like its brethren in the heavens— he turned his great head back to meet her gaze.
Nostrils quivered at the sudden impulse, the sudden need, that bloomed in his barrel to trace the constellation with his muzzle just as his eyes had. He even found his neck starting to stretch out towards her—
But a stomp of his thick leg, tickled by the misty clawing of his mongoose friend, broke the spell that had been woven in the clearing between the two silver bodies. He retracted his slightly extended neck, taking a deep breath of the cool night air to clear it of the spell.
“The constellation as lovely as its name, Katerina,” his low voice was quiet as it lolled into the night. “And your world sounds extraordinary, why did you leave it?” Though his question was probing, he floundered for more conversation so that he could control the urges that fed on the ephemeral light, dark evening, and Katerina’s silver skin.
His eyes traced the starry pattern as she spoke, starting at her shoulder, skimming up her neck, lingering at the corner of her bright silver eye, before ending on the edge of her jaw. He felt her gaze return to his own moving eyes as her lilting words wove a story of an extraordinary world so different than any he had known.
Nearly bewitched in the rhythm of her accent and the ethereal light of the night sky, even the misty mongoose at his hooves had stopped its energetic sprints to stare up at the mare of thick, curly locks. Tearing his eyes from her marking— which seemed to glow like its brethren in the heavens— he turned his great head back to meet her gaze.
Nostrils quivered at the sudden impulse, the sudden need, that bloomed in his barrel to trace the constellation with his muzzle just as his eyes had. He even found his neck starting to stretch out towards her—
But a stomp of his thick leg, tickled by the misty clawing of his mongoose friend, broke the spell that had been woven in the clearing between the two silver bodies. He retracted his slightly extended neck, taking a deep breath of the cool night air to clear it of the spell.
“The constellation as lovely as its name, Katerina,” his low voice was quiet as it lolled into the night. “And your world sounds extraordinary, why did you leave it?” Though his question was probing, he floundered for more conversation so that he could control the urges that fed on the ephemeral light, dark evening, and Katerina’s silver skin.
...on when you end your story.
wut is she doing to him?! XD haha @Katerina
Please tag Tembovu.
