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07-29-2014, 01:34 AM
Arvakl As the seconds tick by, I feel the wind changing. Am I always this moody? Yes, I am. I wait for something, anything, to tell me that she may be catching me drift, accepting my advance. Tick.. tick. Clearly she is not getting the idea, or if she is, she is choosing to deny it. The stonewalling is not attractive, Surrie. Not at all. I step away, letting my tail swish back and forth, the only outward sign besides my silence that my mood has changed again. She says little, only that she wants a snack and to explore. I want to explore to, but no longer with Surrie. I move away from her and stay facing away, taking my time to finally look back over my shoulder at her grazing figure. Yeah I like how you look, but not enough for your game. Whatever feelings I started to have are rapidly disappearing. She's not interested in the slightest, and I wonder if she's been trying to get rid of me this whole time. Perhaps, and now she is going to get her wish. Congratualions Surrie. My game has changed, and it no longer includes you. I think I'll pass. I speak, still not turning to face her, with only my head turned around. My voice is distant, but my eyes scan over her again, trying to figure her out. Another time, Surrie. I surprise myself, by saying nothing nasty or rude, but parting quite peacefully. I trot away from her, wondering if she'll send parting words in my direction. I spread my wings, flapping them gently to fan myself as I head toward the center of the island. Walk. Talk. I'm so FANCY |
Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Arvakl excluding dismemberment and death.
