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Posted on March 17, 2013 at 00:27:02 AM by Khaleesi
the invisible brows on the she-wolf lift upwards at his comment and a smirk tugs on her lips as a puff of air pushes through her nostrils in an amused huff. Ladies first huh? Khaleesi was a lady under the hood and all but in her mind she was a wretched little wench. She was as close to being a lady as a man was to having children. Her eyes did not waver from his own facial features and her would pace back and forth, eying her own small stature. Khaleesi was not one for games, but she would indeed need to learn to play them for they would bring great use for her adult life. So why not start with another who she does not live with? She knit her brows together now as the silences soaked the air around them, she studied him, took in his teasing tones and the way he looked at her and then cocked her head to the side and gave a crooked grin. The swish of her tail floated in the air behind her. She pondered, Heyel had given her a nickname and she thought she should used that instead of going by her real name now. If she was supposed to live a life of solitude should she keep her alias hidden? Like some serial killers who go by different names, until they are caught that is. Hm...or, would she want all to know who she was, fear her, loth her, hate her but all the while know her by name? She knew she was royalty and now that the scent of Diveen was caked onto her ivory pelt others would think this to be true. Although she did not know or probably have all of the pack on her side it was only a matter of time before she would change that. "You may call M'lady, Miss, Ma'am. Which ever you chose for the time being" Her lips twist into a cocky grin, her tones were sassy but in no way holding any bit of a flirtatiousness to them. Khaleesi was to young to even think about that and honesty the thought of being intimate with another at that level revolted her. So maybe that was her kryptonite, no one would know it and with the joys of going down the level of expertise that she wished for, no one would ever know it for many years. She brought herself closer to the water and bend her crown to the running liquid, allowing her tongue to lap up the freshness that flowed before the two of them. Once satisfied with her own needs she took a step back and gazed out to the blue eyed boy once more. Her tongue ran over the outside of her lips, collecting the rouge droplets. "And you?" She challenged him with her words, like a tiny game between the two. (OOC:: no worries at all I could say the same about this post)  |
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