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- Ahren de le Poer - 02-15-2008 [html]
indent It did not surprise him that once more he would fall, head over heels, for a woman with coyote blood. Kaena had been the first, but Faolin…oh, dear Faolin, she was like heaven. The very colors of her body, her soul, they were scarlet and crimson, passion and love. It was foolhardy to walk so blindly into something like this, but Ahren had lost his reservations for life a long time ago. He knew where she lived, in the house that had once belonged to the wolves, and crept towards it like a thief in the night. Perhaps that was an apt example—he was, after all, stealing her from someone else’s bed. Not that Gabriel knew of course; if he had, they would have long ago come to bloodshed.
indent But ignorance was one of the sweet and terrible faults of fools who believed nothing would ever change. The red eyed male walked over the sand quietly, moving towards the back-side of the house. He spotted her in their pre-determined meeting place, the furthest length of the garden, and came up behind her. One hand covered her mouth, the other touching her stomach. “I can’t stand to be away from you,” he whispered into her ear, letting his hand fall from her mouth when he saw she would not startle. It joined the other and drew her into his body. “Not with the way the moonlight looks in your hair.” - Faolin Mogotsi - 02-21-2008 [html]
- Ahren de le Poer - 02-22-2008 [html]
Let's go with yes, as far as that question. And sorry, I don't always check this account. Game of tag?
indent Ahren had never told her his real name. He used anonymity, knowing full well things would work better that way. They didn’t need to give each other falsities of love and devotion; this was a game, an affair, and they both needed escape. “Absence makes the heart grow stronger,” he offered huskily, voice nearly a purr. Rocking his weight on his heels, he dropped his hands to the small of her back and smiled down at the red-eyed girl. “Well, I have a few things in mind. Though we could start with a game,” he grinned viciously, red eyes gleaming in the dark. “Five second head start, baby.” - Faolin Mogotsi - 02-25-2008 [html]
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