At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
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Posted on June 20, 2013 at 04:41:09 AM by Cora
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If you are not yourself, then who are you? Cora fluffed up her pelt when she turned and saw him. Asking if he did speak spanish, he paused, then replied in spanish. Her gaze turned sorrowful, disappointed that by what he revealed at that moment, he did not speak very much english, or any at all. She turned her green gaze back towards the lake, watching at others like them took strolls by themselves. She turned back to the titian when she didn’t hear his footsteps. He looked at the brown, green eyes peering and trying to figure out something. Was he trying to say something in accented english? She stopped her walking to wait for him as he began to gather his thoughts. Finally, he spoke. “I am really sorry, señorita. My English isn't exactly... Bueno. ¿Qué es bueno en Inglés...?" She smiled, glad that he did know some of the language she only spoke. She couldn’t stop herself from thinking that the spanish thrown into his speech was rather sexy. She grinned, a hint of her ivories glinting through her parted maw. The brute grinned helplessly at Cora, feeling sorry for himself and with Cora joining in. Then, the ess asked what his name was before giving her own. He paused for a moment, and Cora looked at him, waiting for a response. Her green gaze burned past him into the forest at the edge of the sand. She looked back at him while she stood in the stand, now stopping their walk down the beach until she felt, or he, it was necessary to begin again. She smiled as he said her name, rolling the ‘r’ in a way she couldn’t resist. She sat herself onto the sand, sending her tail into a semi-circle. He took a couple steps toward her, and the fae couldn’t help but flick an audette with a smile. “Es una nombre muy bonita... Me llamo- ¡Joder! En Inglés, hombre estúpido." Cora’s face twisted, trying to untangle his words. She knew ‘me llamo’ meant ‘my name is’, but the name and everything else she didn’t understand. She tilted her head, adding a little spice into her naive personality. Cora was partially buying his trick. She wasn’t a wolf that could easily be tricked by any with a little acting talent. However, she had to try hard to decipher what he was trying to play, and it wasn’t her brain wasn’t working very fast at all; he still had the upper hand on her. The ess smiled as he spoke in english. “So sorry... My name is Antonio Fernández-Carriedo. Call me Antonio, or Toni~." She grinned once more. “Toni... It is a pleasure to meet you.” She looked back down to the water, several lengths away from the pair. “Come join me, won’t you? Down at the lake?” She started to walk forward, pausing to look back at him, her emerald gaze soft and light. She flickered her tail once before she continued to wait. Once at the water, she smiled and layed her front paws into the cool water, body heat instantly neutralized. Movements and thoughts "Words." ~[Cora]~[Vixen]~[No Pack]~[No Mate]~[No Pups]~[Thunderfoot]~ Thanks To Kaden For Use Of Tables Made By Rosie <3 |
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- Livin' la Vida Loca - By Antonio Fernández-Carriedo June 21, 2013 at 03:06:56 AM
If you are not yourself, then who are you? - By Cora June 22, 2013 at 05:05:00 PM
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