03-07-2009, 11:50 PM
DaVinci's jest had seemed to drawn some musing from the woman beside him as her soft bit of laughter filled the air, her words soft and the tone seemed to tease at his senses as he smiled. He wasn't for certain if he should take her words as a compliment or if it would have been wiser to think on them as a warning. DaVinci was in a sorry state, torn between love and the pain of it and the temptations of just having someone to hold, if only for a moment in time. The warmth of the woman making him drowsy as he replied with a chuckle of his own. "Would you, if you were?" he asked, humoring himself with the question, wondering if what just how far he was reading into her words.
DaVinci closed his eyes slightly when she spoke on about the match she'd been in, a soft humm to show that he was listening as she tried to explain herself. He couldn't help but snort when she declared that she never started fights, only finished them. Opening one eye to peer at the girl he rumbled softly, her words sounding cocky and full, though he didn't doubt the lady. "You only ever finish them?" He wondered quietly if it was only the fights she never started, but he left it at that. There was a time, place and another woman for thoughts like that and he wasn't for certain if this fit any of those three.. though as confused as he was now... it was a possiblity.
He chided the primative male mind for even tempting such thoughts as he listened to her breathing, her head resting below his was soothing and the soft sigh that escaped her lips didn't go unnoticed. The darkness that enveloped them was comforting as he ran his muzzle up over her head and softly touched the soft silk fur along the back of her ears, almost hesitating as he opened his eyes once more and stared across the strange meeting place they'd come to rest in, no dancing rain on a tin roof but the quiet wonders of the cold winter were just as luring as the warm scent of the woman lingered on his skin and made him think of another world they'd shared over a season lost.
Gentle words seemed to play in his mind as once again she spoke, the words magical and savage at the same time, speaking of freedom, desire, war and death all spun together in a web of truth and honestly. Lurking just in the shadows he could see the reality in what she spoke and yet his mind gave way to warning as he drew his head back from the touch they shared as the soft words drew to a close and he was met with the foggy orbs of the woad marked lass. He drew a breath as he tried to find words that didn't sound like they were filled with doubt. "You're a wildfire.. embers hiding under the brush." He licked his lips as he realized too late those were probably just the wrong words he was hoping to avoid. "Waiting for the whisper in the night to bring a raging inferno.. and yet just as quickly to burn down to hide once more.." his eyes shifted away as he said quietly. "Until another time.." He could see the flames burning in her orbs and he was knew if he stared too long he would get lost in them.
Storm filled eyes gazed into the security of the cold and dark as he asked. ".. and yet no love?" The silence was loud in his ears as he wondered if he could even walked into the wake of a wildfire and survive. Once perhaps he could have, but wounded a broken would the flames be of healing fires or deadly venom to boil his blood and bring darkness to what was left of his world.
DaVinci closed his eyes slightly when she spoke on about the match she'd been in, a soft humm to show that he was listening as she tried to explain herself. He couldn't help but snort when she declared that she never started fights, only finished them. Opening one eye to peer at the girl he rumbled softly, her words sounding cocky and full, though he didn't doubt the lady. "You only ever finish them?" He wondered quietly if it was only the fights she never started, but he left it at that. There was a time, place and another woman for thoughts like that and he wasn't for certain if this fit any of those three.. though as confused as he was now... it was a possiblity.
He chided the primative male mind for even tempting such thoughts as he listened to her breathing, her head resting below his was soothing and the soft sigh that escaped her lips didn't go unnoticed. The darkness that enveloped them was comforting as he ran his muzzle up over her head and softly touched the soft silk fur along the back of her ears, almost hesitating as he opened his eyes once more and stared across the strange meeting place they'd come to rest in, no dancing rain on a tin roof but the quiet wonders of the cold winter were just as luring as the warm scent of the woman lingered on his skin and made him think of another world they'd shared over a season lost.
Gentle words seemed to play in his mind as once again she spoke, the words magical and savage at the same time, speaking of freedom, desire, war and death all spun together in a web of truth and honestly. Lurking just in the shadows he could see the reality in what she spoke and yet his mind gave way to warning as he drew his head back from the touch they shared as the soft words drew to a close and he was met with the foggy orbs of the woad marked lass. He drew a breath as he tried to find words that didn't sound like they were filled with doubt. "You're a wildfire.. embers hiding under the brush." He licked his lips as he realized too late those were probably just the wrong words he was hoping to avoid. "Waiting for the whisper in the night to bring a raging inferno.. and yet just as quickly to burn down to hide once more.." his eyes shifted away as he said quietly. "Until another time.." He could see the flames burning in her orbs and he was knew if he stared too long he would get lost in them.
Storm filled eyes gazed into the security of the cold and dark as he asked. ".. and yet no love?" The silence was loud in his ears as he wondered if he could even walked into the wake of a wildfire and survive. Once perhaps he could have, but wounded a broken would the flames be of healing fires or deadly venom to boil his blood and bring darkness to what was left of his world.