10-22-2009, 06:01 AM
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thanks to jael for the table! Well, he was supposed to be so EPIC. and now the only thing that will rock about him is this freakin thread. :/
She was so exotic and pretty, with her cinnamon-tinted fur and her wild black hair, falling over her face and drifting over those ruby-colored eyes. Her features were gentle and tapered and they were not wolflike to Charon, who had hardly seen a coyote in his short travels here. The wolf smiled dreamily, entranced by the beauty before him, marveling at how someone like her could even think about talking to a big oaf like him. Charon almost frowned at this thought, but it could not penetrate the hypnosis that had taken him over at the sight of her brilliantly red eyes and her dark hair.
She spoke to him again, a vague agreement to his statement—whatever it was he'd said, what did he say, anyway?—and he nodded slowly, not wanting to disagree with her a bit. She placed a delicate hand on her hip and peered over to him, speaking the most unbelievable words he'd heard thus far. She was glad he was here and she needed him? Her hand extended and he gravitated to it as though she had yanked a leash attached to his collar, and he mumbled dumbly, still staring at her pretty face. "Anything you want, Miss."
She was so exotic and pretty, with her cinnamon-tinted fur and her wild black hair, falling over her face and drifting over those ruby-colored eyes. Her features were gentle and tapered and they were not wolflike to Charon, who had hardly seen a coyote in his short travels here. The wolf smiled dreamily, entranced by the beauty before him, marveling at how someone like her could even think about talking to a big oaf like him. Charon almost frowned at this thought, but it could not penetrate the hypnosis that had taken him over at the sight of her brilliantly red eyes and her dark hair.
She spoke to him again, a vague agreement to his statement—whatever it was he'd said, what did he say, anyway?—and he nodded slowly, not wanting to disagree with her a bit. She placed a delicate hand on her hip and peered over to him, speaking the most unbelievable words he'd heard thus far. She was glad he was here and she needed him? Her hand extended and he gravitated to it as though she had yanked a leash attached to his collar, and he mumbled dumbly, still staring at her pretty face. "Anything you want, Miss."