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06-21-2016, 04:49 PM
curiosity killed the cat . satisfaction brought it back
Oh, but Ada knew very well what her teasing and suggestive comments and tone did to the king. She loved the game of cat and mouse and found it so incredibly hard to resist when he made it so easy for her. That he did not flunch when she spoke was unsurprising, he never did. Sometimes she felt as if he were always expecting her to pop up at inopportune moments as she always had in Dorobo.
"Hello, Adaeze."
"Tembovu." She purred against the stallion's shoulder when he spoke her name in greeting. A smile curled the corners of her zouth upward when he said it was good to see her. "Good?"" She repeated. "I could make it an absolute pleasure to see me, darling." She teased as she made to rub her scarred shoulder against Tembovu's side, furthering her little game of cat and mouse with the Edge's king.
When he mentioned a cut on his shoulder the mare lifted her head. Her golden eyes roamed the muscled expanse of his shoulder until she found the cut he spoke of near his withers. It had been a long time since she'd seen blood on Tembovu's body that was not her own. Since ... since he had helped her escape from Dorobo, she realized. That day felt like several lifetimes ago.
Rather than voice what she was thinking about right then, Ada simply dipped her muzzle into the water they stood in before moving her muzzle toward the cut. Water dripped onto it, slowly washing the blood away. That motion brought back other memories of her cleaning Jeshi's wounds after battles, and of herself cleaning the wounds that Tembovu had inflicted upon her on Dorobo's sands.
"Who did you piss off?" She questioned as she continued to wash blood away from the wound on Tembovu's shoulder.
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"Hello, Adaeze."
"Tembovu." She purred against the stallion's shoulder when he spoke her name in greeting. A smile curled the corners of her zouth upward when he said it was good to see her. "Good?"" She repeated. "I could make it an absolute pleasure to see me, darling." She teased as she made to rub her scarred shoulder against Tembovu's side, furthering her little game of cat and mouse with the Edge's king.
When he mentioned a cut on his shoulder the mare lifted her head. Her golden eyes roamed the muscled expanse of his shoulder until she found the cut he spoke of near his withers. It had been a long time since she'd seen blood on Tembovu's body that was not her own. Since ... since he had helped her escape from Dorobo, she realized. That day felt like several lifetimes ago.
Rather than voice what she was thinking about right then, Ada simply dipped her muzzle into the water they stood in before moving her muzzle toward the cut. Water dripped onto it, slowly washing the blood away. That motion brought back other memories of her cleaning Jeshi's wounds after battles, and of herself cleaning the wounds that Tembovu had inflicted upon her on Dorobo's sands.
"Who did you piss off?" She questioned as she continued to wash blood away from the wound on Tembovu's shoulder.
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Adaeze
@Tembovu
