The women's comment caused the stag smirk, though this time not even in a condescending way - he might even be starting to like her. The tribal mare was a character for sure and it was true, he hadn't quite met anyone like her. From his experience mares were generally preening, proud creatures who were quite protective of their purity and morals. This one was wild, just like this island. Exotic. Green eyes looked from her dark hooves, up her black legs and over her slender body and impressive wingspan. It was like she was inviting him in, she was quite simply a tease. What do you think I am doing? she had cooed, eyelashes batting, legs stretched and posing, wings aflare. This time the scowl didn't appear on his chestnut face, it daren't ruin his poised muzzle and wanting eyes. Instead he just watched her, mouth twitching into a slight smile. Somehow his legs carried him closer, cloven hooves standing adjacent to hers of black. The doctors green gaze found hers of frightening glue and gold, looking at her now with want and perhaps lust. That same spine rattling feeling came back to him as biology wrenched him closer to her, a whirlwind of chemicals and emotion drawing him nearer. "Scared? to have fun?" the stag whispered, and again he smiled "what ever do you mean". |
done ♥︎ grats tilney u are officially levelled up
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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