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06-19-2015, 09:26 PM
She watched silently, mulling over her ideas that perhaps this was a terrible idea and she should’ve broken it off while she still could. However, the need to be wanted kept her from saying no. Regret was such a terrible thing when it came to these kinds of issues. It kept her from saying no to being only for one stag, however it also kept her from telling the two she cared about most that she was going behind their backs with each other. She couldn’t help it. Perhaps she was just destined to be promiscuous. However, she couldn’t ignore the polar opposites in these two stags she loved. Tembovu with his calm and cool composure, boisterous laugh, and charming looks. Caleb with his anger and angst, piercing eyes, and rugged outlandish looks. These two were similar in size, yet nothing else. What was it that drew her to them?
Perhaps it was history with Tembovu. The fact they came from similar histories and the fact that she actually spoke about parts of her past with him. The fact that he had an idea of where she came from, the exiled queen. Caleb knew nothing. Hell, perhaps that was the way she wanted it to stay. Not knowing anything of each other might’ve been best. She focused on him as she sensed his movement. A smirk pasted onto his maw, turning her almost frustrated smile into more of a lustrous one. Realizing he had spoken, she took a few seconds to contemplate his offer before stepping even a bit more closer to him. Reaching out her nose ever so gently, wishing to playfully tickle along his shoulder to under his wing as if she were to walk beside him. Feeling his muzzle graze her withers and down to her rump, she smiled to herself, dancing her tail in an aim to let her tassels sting his face gently. ”I think now would be a good start, Alexander.” Her voice grew breathless at the end.
@[Caleb] BUAHAHAH
Perhaps it was history with Tembovu. The fact they came from similar histories and the fact that she actually spoke about parts of her past with him. The fact that he had an idea of where she came from, the exiled queen. Caleb knew nothing. Hell, perhaps that was the way she wanted it to stay. Not knowing anything of each other might’ve been best. She focused on him as she sensed his movement. A smirk pasted onto his maw, turning her almost frustrated smile into more of a lustrous one. Realizing he had spoken, she took a few seconds to contemplate his offer before stepping even a bit more closer to him. Reaching out her nose ever so gently, wishing to playfully tickle along his shoulder to under his wing as if she were to walk beside him. Feeling his muzzle graze her withers and down to her rump, she smiled to herself, dancing her tail in an aim to let her tassels sting his face gently. ”I think now would be a good start, Alexander.” Her voice grew breathless at the end.
@[Caleb] BUAHAHAH
Now look at this web I wove.
I told you, I would break your heart.
I told you, I would break your heart.
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