04-13-2009, 04:14 PM
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Sitting still the male was proud of himself, breathing in he was ready to sleep or nap till the noon air came around. Ears flickered as he opened his eyes, he has been sleeping here on the deer pelt that Svara had given him; ever now and then rubbing his face into it thinking of her, though his nipples were a reminder as well as the small sliver loops hung from them. Leaning forward everything changed within a second, his ruby eyes landed on the body of his red woman, Svara, standing some yards away as her voice rang into his ears like a siren. |
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