05-02-2012, 10:01 PM
Adonia had begun her trot away from the silver brute when he moved toward her, more specifically, toward her tail. Her ears swiveled back as she suddenly heard him and stopped for a second, lowered her head and let the bird go. In stopping Noah caught up and his nose found her tail, nose seemed to root around. Her head shot up and she twisted her neck to look at him. Her tail almost wanted to move, but she willed herself, no matter how hard it was, she stopped it. Her body tingled at the touch. It didn't seem to matter who went to touch her, her body reacted in a way she couldn't control. Her mind was not in control, her bodies urges always fought for control. A soft whine was muffled as she spun around, tail tucking and wagging as she faced him, ears back and body low to him, almost like she was being submissive, but in a way she was silently pleading for him to not go down that road.
It was hard enough to turn down another male, she didn't know if she could wind that battle against a male she knew. Let alone, at one time Adonia thought she had feelings for...and still thinks...she might. He had changed though, and for better, she wasn't sure. The wolfdog had to stop herself from licking him, or touching him as she saw what happened last time. Moving herself to have her side showing she kept her body between her and her bird, who was beginning to move away, almost gracefully. The eaglet had moved to a low branch that he could hop onto with the aid of flapping his wings a little. Almost like using the branches like stairs he moved himself away from the two and up onto the tree, a bit out of reach for a four-legged wolf. In Optime, Adonia could reach him.
Adonia looked, not watching Noah for a moment, finding where the bird had gone. It was good that now she didn't have to worry about the bird, even though now Noah seemed more interested in her scent than he had before.
It was hard enough to turn down another male, she didn't know if she could wind that battle against a male she knew. Let alone, at one time Adonia thought she had feelings for...and still thinks...she might. He had changed though, and for better, she wasn't sure. The wolfdog had to stop herself from licking him, or touching him as she saw what happened last time. Moving herself to have her side showing she kept her body between her and her bird, who was beginning to move away, almost gracefully. The eaglet had moved to a low branch that he could hop onto with the aid of flapping his wings a little. Almost like using the branches like stairs he moved himself away from the two and up onto the tree, a bit out of reach for a four-legged wolf. In Optime, Adonia could reach him.
Adonia looked, not watching Noah for a moment, finding where the bird had gone. It was good that now she didn't have to worry about the bird, even though now Noah seemed more interested in her scent than he had before.