09-26-2012, 12:33 AM
The knives earned no more than a passing glance from the coyote. They both fought with such weapons, though Elody far surpassed him in grace for using them. Raoth's style still reflected the rough brawling way that he'd first been introduced to the life, doing anything he could to win no matter how ugly. Elody was already turning around as he spoke, large ears trained on him despite how silent he was. A large smile covered his face, gentleness sparking in his hardened eyes. Life wasn't always a battle.
Raoth nuzzled into her frame deeply breathing in her scent. It was nice to be able to hold her soft warm figure and feel her melt into him. At times he was afraid it was a dream, that she'd just be swallowed up. She was just too perfect. Sometimes. Nodding his head Raoth checked his own knives. He lifted his head to scent the air before stepping back over to Elody. There's a lemming's nest nearby. We could stuff ourselves on those. Lemmings were so stupid, just lining up to be eaten.
Raoth nuzzled into her frame deeply breathing in her scent. It was nice to be able to hold her soft warm figure and feel her melt into him. At times he was afraid it was a dream, that she'd just be swallowed up. She was just too perfect. Sometimes. Nodding his head Raoth checked his own knives. He lifted his head to scent the air before stepping back over to Elody. There's a lemming's nest nearby. We could stuff ourselves on those. Lemmings were so stupid, just lining up to be eaten.