Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
IP: 174.22.145.196
Posted on June 3, 2013 at 06:45:12 PM by NeMO
He could feel the queen sizing him up, looking over his muscles and his tendons as if he were some kind of rare and exotic creature behind a wall of glass. Harmless, but curious. He stayed his own portals, knowing full well that his seekers raking up and down her bodice could be taken in a far different way than he had intended them to. She spoke and he listened quietly, ever the observant one. Tell me, No Face-- what do you call yourself? The bastard's auds did not move, nor did his eyes from where they had landed on her own portals. A question-- and this time, he was free to answer as he so pleased. The lad felt the gales ruffle his summer pelt and his russet portals, lined with silver, blinked behind a white curtain. Was she mocking him? Not that it would bother him if she were-- he was used to such treating, but the way she spoke and performed around him... she was intruiging the boy further and further past his liking. NeMO did not care for things that did not interest him or hold him accountable for their being... but this lady; perhaps it was a thorn of fear that had embedded itself into his lungs. I would not ask for forgiveness in being unable to help which way the breeze may blow. The finest of hunteres would not have known of my approach. Assassins blood runs through my veins, and I have mastered my skill more than most would care to boast. At this, the lad's attention was placed fully on the missus. That smile grew upon her labias once more but NeMO was still clinging to the words she had just spoken. Was this... a small and barely hintable form of acceptance in her eyes? He would not grasp upon such a thing-- in the case that it might not be what he thought it was. So the bastard cleared his head and let her next words stain his concious. I would be most impressed if you had detected me. There is no forgiveness needed. No pardon needed of granting. As for undesirable behavior... She paused and the young soldier let a muscle in his jaw show itself as he ground his teeth together in a small display of anxiety. He did not like this woman... yet he did not dislike her either. giving me who you are might just make up for that. Of course he had had a feeling that he would be expected of giving something in return for his foolishness but her words had stunned him. What? A few moments passed and the adolescent spoke up, letting out a breath that he had not been aware of holding in. NeMO, ma'am. He opened his visionaries back to the world and spoke once more, never raising his voice louder than it need be. Though a title is something I never had the honor of calling my own until recently. You are free to call me whatever you so like, should it suit your taste. It was not an offering of his body to her. It was not selling his soul to her. It was merely the truth, nothing more and nothing less. It was not in his place now for him to speak. His jowls tensed again, the muscles breaking through the thin skin and exposing their turmoil. It would be unkindly for him to talk once more... especially out of turn. But he could not keep quiet. She had mentioned something of having experience in a field that he was lacking-- and so, his portals swaying from side to side, the lad uttered something he would have been severly punished for should he still be under his Kings control. Discomfort showed in every nook and cranny of his bodice. M'lady, I... I wish for you to teach me. How was he going to explain his intentions to her? At first sight, he had felt some kind of energy emanating from her torso. Detailing and laying that out for the other party to see was not as easy as it would seem. As of now, I am useless to the land and those who expect me to pay tribute to it. He grasped for words, obviously shaken as he had never before requested something of another being. Would she believe him to be a fool?! The nameless bastard cursed himself inwardly, deciding that it was a bad idea to begin with-- but he might as well finish it since he started it. I learn quickly, and will surely be of service to those around me... but I am lacking of a tutor to teach me. His voice trailed off and his listeners flattened against his pallid crown. O, how uncomfortable he felt now as he bit his lip and glared at the tundra beneath both his and her pillars. Ooc: that was so crappy… e-e || NeMO || teen || male || |
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