02-07-2009, 11:15 PM
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The nervousness melted away as the red and brown hued female received his gift with what he guessed to be great pleasure. Her words mirrored his thoughts and he grinned himself, pleased at the prospect of giving her something she actually liked. I wanted ta make ya somethin’ is all. He nodded as she went on about finding nails and hammers. He would help her hang it perhaps, if he was still around her tomorrow. His eyes moved to the couches; ready to place himself as she requested, about to accept the offer of a drink when he found himself catching the girl. Holding her up, he smiled down at her, once again realizing how much he enjoyed the feel of her body within his arms. Setting her up straight and letting his hands linger on her shoulders a little longer than necessary he smiled sheepishly. How ‘bout you jus’ grab that bottle an’ we both sit?
The scratching interrupted them before Asha could answer. Leland’s ears perked and he turned his head to the door, at first not recognizing the sound. When a small, pitiful mew followed the pawing Leland sighed audibly, turning to Asha apologetically. Errm… that is mah.... Leland moved to the door, opened it and allowed the petite kitten to stroll in, silent on her velvet paws. One blue eye and one green eyes moved about the room, letting out a chirping meow as if giving her approval before hopping up easily on the couches uninvited. My spirit guide. Pixie. The kitten yawned in reply, turning to Asha and Leland scratched his head and looked away, wondering just what Asha would think. His tiny creature that fit his out stretched palm compared to her regal hawk and monstrous horse. Fate had dealt him the most adorable spirit guide the tribe had seen yet.
The nervousness melted away as the red and brown hued female received his gift with what he guessed to be great pleasure. Her words mirrored his thoughts and he grinned himself, pleased at the prospect of giving her something she actually liked. I wanted ta make ya somethin’ is all. He nodded as she went on about finding nails and hammers. He would help her hang it perhaps, if he was still around her tomorrow. His eyes moved to the couches; ready to place himself as she requested, about to accept the offer of a drink when he found himself catching the girl. Holding her up, he smiled down at her, once again realizing how much he enjoyed the feel of her body within his arms. Setting her up straight and letting his hands linger on her shoulders a little longer than necessary he smiled sheepishly. How ‘bout you jus’ grab that bottle an’ we both sit?
The scratching interrupted them before Asha could answer. Leland’s ears perked and he turned his head to the door, at first not recognizing the sound. When a small, pitiful mew followed the pawing Leland sighed audibly, turning to Asha apologetically. Errm… that is mah.... Leland moved to the door, opened it and allowed the petite kitten to stroll in, silent on her velvet paws. One blue eye and one green eyes moved about the room, letting out a chirping meow as if giving her approval before hopping up easily on the couches uninvited. My spirit guide. Pixie. The kitten yawned in reply, turning to Asha and Leland scratched his head and looked away, wondering just what Asha would think. His tiny creature that fit his out stretched palm compared to her regal hawk and monstrous horse. Fate had dealt him the most adorable spirit guide the tribe had seen yet.