01-01-2012, 12:45 PM
Amy frowned slightly as Thoirni brushed away. He had been the one to approach her, after all. She wouldn't take well to being stood up. Not well at all. Especially this far in the game. A light fire had been ignited in Amy, and though it didn't burn with passion Amy wasn't used to ignoring her desires, instead fully pursuing them as if there was no end to this world. She glanced over her shoulders, measuring the silver wolf's reaction. A slight smile crooked her lips as she realized it was just another part of the dance.
Well, two could play at that. Contentedly Amy stretched out on the ground. Eyes half closed she listened for the wolf's movement, measuring his reaction. It was a game, one where there would be no defined outcome. Nothing was expected from either side, but the dance was as old as anything in the world, carrying all the weight of it. She rolled onto her back, letting her pale belly flash for a moment before she was sitting up again, watching her mysterious suitor.
Well, two could play at that. Contentedly Amy stretched out on the ground. Eyes half closed she listened for the wolf's movement, measuring his reaction. It was a game, one where there would be no defined outcome. Nothing was expected from either side, but the dance was as old as anything in the world, carrying all the weight of it. She rolled onto her back, letting her pale belly flash for a moment before she was sitting up again, watching her mysterious suitor.