Stealing Charm

[OPEN] Stealing Charm

Naerys Posts: 86

World's Edge Sleuth atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 4

Mare :: Pegasus :: 16.1 :: 3 :: Tallsun HP: 65.5 | Buff: NOVICE

Petyr :: Bornean Green Magpie :: Ashen Rottie

01-19-2016, 03:16 AM

Naerys

Naerys has little trouble making friends, though often it seems her mother does not approve. Idly, the girl wonders how her mother would feel about Caenan. Would she distrust him the way she did many of Naerys' other friends? Or would she, perchance, find him charming. In the end, though, it didn't really matter because Naerys will befriend whomever she wishes to and won't be swayed by her mother's overprotective opinion. True, the girl seems to entertain a closer companionship with more males than females - many of which are a fair bit older than herself - but to assume those relationships are anything except innocent is quite ludicrous. At only a year old, Naerys has yet to experience the burning lust of sexual attraction - only the occasional feelings of child-like love have entered her heart. Simple crushes that are just that; crushes. It is also difficult to fathom any of them thinking of her, a naive yearling girl, in a sexual manner. She is young, just a girl in comparison to them despite how much she tries to behave like the independent adult she longs to be.

Caenan's youthful energy draws her in, leaving her temporarily uneasy when she stood so close she could almost touch him. His scent mingles delightfully with her own, sending her heart into a fluttering dance and her mind down the road of the hopelessly romantic. She lingers so close only briefly but it is long enough to leave her feeling a bit intoxicated by him. Yet when the charming pirate speaks, his own words seem to temporarily cool his demeanor and leave his princess at a loss for words. "Oh." she replies softly, her voice gentle and light. Her own mind wanders to the scarred flesh of her back legs, and in that moment she can't help but to wonder if he'd think less of her if he knew what she had done. He'd helped to fell the bear - a rift god she hadn't heard of before now - but she... she'd helped to fell two others. What would he think of his princess if he knew of the blood staining her own hooves? In truth, their worlds weren't so far apart but instead of proudly declaring her own involvement she only softens her gaze as her teal gems focus on his handsome face. "There was a bear, too?" she asks, her sweet voice only just above a whisper. It was, perhaps, the closest she could come to admitting her own knowledge of the events involving the Rift Gods. Should he question her further, there is little doubt that she would be honest, even knowing how little she wanted anyone else to know of her own stupidity.

She is thankful when he changes the subject and, subsequently, changes the mood between them once more. He nudges her and though the gesture wasn't even remotely romantic, his touch leaves her blushing while his laughter lightens her heart. "Am I? And what part shall I play?" she replies, her eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. Her own laughter, light and tinkling, mingles briefly with his. Yet it is his 'confession' that leaves her feeling positively giddy, no matter how hesitant he seemed. "Being a part of a herd doesn't mean you'll be completely tied down. Goodness knows I do my fair share of wandering." she replies sweetly, giggling softly over her own nomadic heart. The Edge, for her, was a safe zone. A comfortable place to return to when she grew tired. It is her home base and though they hold her loyalty, they cannot chain her to the misty trees. They cannot keep her from the rest of the world.

Naerys would always venture away from home to explore. There is little question of that.

The girl, his princess, grins warmly at him when he speaks again followed once more by hearty laughter - evidence, perhaps, that he feels the excitement in the air between them as well. For the moment, she doesn't respond. She simply watches him with twinkling eyes of teal, bright against the mostly chocolate tones of her face. Her dark forelock, having lost its' foal-like fuzzy shortness, lies just above her eyes - framing them like bangs and drawing further attention to the brightly hued orbs. But then he flashed that easy smile again - a look that would surely turn her limbs to jelly once she turned two and everything changed. "Why thank you, kind sir!" she replies, giggling softly. In truth, she isn't in the least bit tired but she didn't want to go home yet - she didn't want to be forced to face her mother's distrust so soon, not after what had happened with Rift. Mother knew she'd left and knew where she'd gone which means that she would be expecting her back. Worse, she'd have questions. Questions that Naerys didn't long to answer. Her gaze drops to his shoulder and she sighs softly. "I might just have to take you up on that offer." she replies as she lifts her gaze to his once more.

There was a clear shift in his demeanor when she offered him one of her blossoms as a gift. At first, he simply blinked and for a moment she wasn't quite sure what to make of him. She felt almost sheepish as she gazed at him with the large bloom gripped tenderly between her lips. When he finally spoke, however, she felt her heart flutter. He lowers his head then and gazes up at her through dark lashes, his voice suddenly softer and more gentle than it had been before. The girl nods lightly in response, and with a simple flick of her ear she gestures for Petyr's assistance. The green bird that had been content to rest upon her shoulders, fluttered up to land upon her nose. The green magpie takes the bloom from his companion, flies over to the stallion's neck and weaves the stem into the pirate's dark mane. With that accomplished, Petyr returns to his spot upon Naerys' withers. Naerys admires the contrast of the brightly hued bloom against the darkness of Caenan's mane and she offers him a sweet smile of approval. "It suits you."

She is quiet as she shifts, moving slightly to the side to circle around the pirate until she stands directly beside him. Naerys leans in, placing her lips not far from his ear. "Can I tell you a secret?" she whispers, her voice light and amused. Naerys shifts then to gesture to the cliffs to the north of the beach. "You see those cliffs?" she asks, pausing briefly for effect. "The Edge is just up there." and with that she laughs, pure and genuine, the sound undeniably pleasant to the ears. "Though...I'm not ready to go home just yet." she confesses once her laughter quiets. Awkwardly, the girl shifts herself closer to him and within moments she finds herself attempting to lean against his side. "I...Would you explore with me?" she asks, her voice a mere breathy whisper.

in your heart shall burn
an unquenchable flame

Coding by Tamme; Image by Tier

notes: Apologies for the delay! And apparently she wanted to go on for days, too. lol
@Caenan

IN YOUR HEART SHALL BURN AN UNQUENCHABLE FLAME