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09-21-2015, 11:41 PM
He grins at Mauja as he speaks to the masses, knowing full well that he owes his leader— his friend — his life. Despite the burns that had melted his skin, the flaming phenixes had saved him from being ripped apart by wolves. And the Moon Goddess had healed them all in the end, so just patches of bare skin decorated his hide. The bare black gleaming in the glory of the Sun God.
The wound on his withers was scabbed. So really, he had gotten off rather easily. The he realizes, in hindsight, that Mau was right to extend a home to these Riftians. Why hadn’t they done this before? Raging bears and melting wolves could be a little distracting. “Good thinking, my Que—” his humorous words are cut off as Rexanna approaches his side.
Damn woman, did she need to be so close to all the action? A resigned sigh escapes him as her warmth brushes his hide— indeed he would not be attracted to a mare who didn’t want to be in the midst of things. He cocks his head slightly as she feigns indifference towards him with her words, yet her body suctions to him— body language shouting how connected they were. As she addresses his leader, am amused smile crosses his face. So that was her plan?
He foiled her indifference with a very public displace of affection, throwing his neck over hers and running his jowl along her crest. Then he disengaged from her, winking, “Hello, Rexanna. Can’t stay away from trouble, can you?” He rumbles, half amused and half irritated.
“There shall be no bloodshed on this day.”
The relief that releases the tightness in his chest surprises him. He hadn’t realized how wary he had been of another battle. Turning his eyes- that had inevitably snapped to the Lord of Sun during his speech, he looks first to Mau and then to Rex, giving a slightly lopsided smile, “Well, that’s a relief…”
His words trail of in shock as a black slime had started to drip from Rexanna’s nostrils. Blue eyes widen, as he wars with himself. To touch her and risk infection or keep a distance and not? He would be of no use to her infected, as all these poor souls around them were. He glances around, then at the Sun God.
"Speaking blah blah blah"
The wound on his withers was scabbed. So really, he had gotten off rather easily. The he realizes, in hindsight, that Mau was right to extend a home to these Riftians. Why hadn’t they done this before? Raging bears and melting wolves could be a little distracting. “Good thinking, my Que—” his humorous words are cut off as Rexanna approaches his side.
Damn woman, did she need to be so close to all the action? A resigned sigh escapes him as her warmth brushes his hide— indeed he would not be attracted to a mare who didn’t want to be in the midst of things. He cocks his head slightly as she feigns indifference towards him with her words, yet her body suctions to him— body language shouting how connected they were. As she addresses his leader, am amused smile crosses his face. So that was her plan?
He foiled her indifference with a very public displace of affection, throwing his neck over hers and running his jowl along her crest. Then he disengaged from her, winking, “Hello, Rexanna. Can’t stay away from trouble, can you?” He rumbles, half amused and half irritated.
“There shall be no bloodshed on this day.”
The relief that releases the tightness in his chest surprises him. He hadn’t realized how wary he had been of another battle. Turning his eyes- that had inevitably snapped to the Lord of Sun during his speech, he looks first to Mau and then to Rex, giving a slightly lopsided smile, “Well, that’s a relief…”
His words trail of in shock as a black slime had started to drip from Rexanna’s nostrils. Blue eyes widen, as he wars with himself. To touch her and risk infection or keep a distance and not? He would be of no use to her infected, as all these poor souls around them were. He glances around, then at the Sun God.
"Speaking blah blah blah"
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