12-10-2008, 09:51 PM
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Shall we have this fade to black and ‘continue’ in The Long Nights?
500+
Do you know how beautiful you are? A sharp intake of air. She felt as though someone had struck her with a leaf-shaped spear in her chest. His words, barely a whisper, rang in her ears. She took a step back (the white orbs watching Haku warily), recoiling as if bracing herself from the blow that she had received. There was fear, suddenly, within her, an irrational fear, as all fears were, but there was something deeper in this fear. Her breath quickened slightly, and she felt her heart beating like a wild drum within her chest. Her lithe form trembled for the cold air, but now it was laced with fear. She did not know why his words scared her so. No one had told her that before, and she had never thought of herself in that way. She had always been confident, but that had been due to her ability to survive all these years. She could fight a wolf, but how did she fight words such as these? Did these words need to be fought? Was he playing with her pride? Perhaps, but she did not know how to defend herself from this either.
You’re so unique in many ways.. He leaned back, inspecting her. Her posture straitened, and she watched him defiantly. She tried to discard the fear in her heart, for her pride was stronger. The female let him look, challenging him to approach. And yet, at once she seemed to be in submission as she stood there offering her body to his eyes. Cwmfen saw the joy he took in his surveillance, and she herself took some small joy in his approval. Part of her needed his approval, as he was her superior. Her gaze flickered over the chocolate male. She noted his physique, his strength. The woad-marked female saw the twitch in his hand, and her gaze returned to lay upon the clear blue eyes of the other.... They were so clear and pure, juxtaposing to his demeanor.
Haku was the high-ranking male of Dahlia de Mai. In the back of her mind, something urged her forward, but her body was not yet ready to accept this male in that way. She scented his desire, thick and overpowering in the cold air between them. It awoke a dormant desire within her own body, but maturity had not yet graced her, and she feared that he would overcome her, repeating what her father, the crow-wolf, had done to her. (Yet, would it be the same, for there was a desire deep within her for this male, and silently, deeply, she wished that he would....) That fear leaked into the air.
Cwmfen nic Graine remained silent, replying with nothing. She found no words with which she could reply. The female remained motionless where she was, unable to move closer or farther, and her fear had begun to abate, though it remained as a warning in the back of her mind. He had offered her a complement, but there was a darker question in its undertones, and she growled softly in her throat—a question of her own.
Shall we have this fade to black and ‘continue’ in The Long Nights?
500+
Do you know how beautiful you are? A sharp intake of air. She felt as though someone had struck her with a leaf-shaped spear in her chest. His words, barely a whisper, rang in her ears. She took a step back (the white orbs watching Haku warily), recoiling as if bracing herself from the blow that she had received. There was fear, suddenly, within her, an irrational fear, as all fears were, but there was something deeper in this fear. Her breath quickened slightly, and she felt her heart beating like a wild drum within her chest. Her lithe form trembled for the cold air, but now it was laced with fear. She did not know why his words scared her so. No one had told her that before, and she had never thought of herself in that way. She had always been confident, but that had been due to her ability to survive all these years. She could fight a wolf, but how did she fight words such as these? Did these words need to be fought? Was he playing with her pride? Perhaps, but she did not know how to defend herself from this either.
You’re so unique in many ways.. He leaned back, inspecting her. Her posture straitened, and she watched him defiantly. She tried to discard the fear in her heart, for her pride was stronger. The female let him look, challenging him to approach. And yet, at once she seemed to be in submission as she stood there offering her body to his eyes. Cwmfen saw the joy he took in his surveillance, and she herself took some small joy in his approval. Part of her needed his approval, as he was her superior. Her gaze flickered over the chocolate male. She noted his physique, his strength. The woad-marked female saw the twitch in his hand, and her gaze returned to lay upon the clear blue eyes of the other.... They were so clear and pure, juxtaposing to his demeanor.
Haku was the high-ranking male of Dahlia de Mai. In the back of her mind, something urged her forward, but her body was not yet ready to accept this male in that way. She scented his desire, thick and overpowering in the cold air between them. It awoke a dormant desire within her own body, but maturity had not yet graced her, and she feared that he would overcome her, repeating what her father, the crow-wolf, had done to her. (Yet, would it be the same, for there was a desire deep within her for this male, and silently, deeply, she wished that he would....) That fear leaked into the air.
Cwmfen nic Graine remained silent, replying with nothing. She found no words with which she could reply. The female remained motionless where she was, unable to move closer or farther, and her fear had begun to abate, though it remained as a warning in the back of her mind. He had offered her a complement, but there was a darker question in its undertones, and she growled softly in her throat—a question of her own.