We can light it up, up, up, so they can put it out, out, out.
Character Bio
NAME - SOREN.
AGE- Four years.
GENDER - Male
EYE COLOR - Silver.
APPEARANCE - Soren is a Black fured Wolf, and his muzzle is framed with a light dusting of white fur. He also has a ring of white fur along his left eye . He is 34 inches in height, and 150 pounds in weight
IMPRINTABILITY - Yes.
OOC - CAGEOFBONES
SAMPLE - can be recycled.
Soren's knee brushed against her thigh as he leaned forward to pick up the menu from the table. Her mind instantly went into lock down. She forgot everything she was thinking. He wasn't even looking at the menu, he was looking directly back at her when Eve met his eyes.
She looked away again only to notice Airlia was watching her too. No, not just her, she was watching them. She smiled a wicked knowing smile, like she could see something that Soren and Eve couldn't. How did she get tangled up in this mess? Thirty minutes ago Eve had been convinced that these people could be murderers. Cannibals even. Because she really needed something to make her sound just a little more crazy. Now, she was feeling quite an odd attraction to the man who sat at her side, and she knew that the concussion was completely at blame.
“Mmm, I think I want New York pancakes.” Mary said to the group as she licked her lips, fantasizing. There was far to much fantasizing going on at this table.
“Are you pregnant? Or am I?”
“Oh darling what I'd give to carry another child.”
“Be just my luck I'd end up with another sister.” Soren said with feigned disgust.
“Would you rather another brother?”
“No, but at-least with another brother I don't have to always let him win.”
Eve smiled at that. She tried her hardest not to but somehow the smile managed it's way to her lips anyway.
“You can always carry Ashley for a while. I'll be happy not to have the extra weight for an hour or two.” Airlia said as she rubbed her stomach fondly.
“Is that going to be her name?” Eve asked curiously.
“It is.”
“Oh my god I love it. Ashley is such a beautiful name.”
“Will you lot stop being women and tell me what you want to eat already?” Soren questioned with a frown.
“So rude.”
Soren, without saying anything more, slipped the menu he had been holding into Eve's hands. He had noticed that she had made no effort to look at any of the food which was on offer, and he truth was Eve hadn't looked because she hadn't wanted to order. Of course, she was hungry but she didn't want to take his money.
“Don't look at me so horrified. The menu wont eat you, besides you could use some meat on your bones.”
“Soren!” Mary squealed at her son who only laughed. “You can't say that to a woman. Lord you swear I raised him with no manners.”
“What did I do? It's true!”
“You don't always have to say things even if it's true.” Airlia taunted Soren with a grin.
Eve covered her mouth with her hand. It was all she could do to stop herself from laughing. He was right though. The massive bruise forming along her left thigh from where she had hit the floor was evidence of that.
“Shut up chub.”
“Oh my god! You so did not just go there. I'm pregnant you idiot.”
“Oh really? I hadn't noticed.”
Eve lost the fight not to laugh when Airlia launched from her seat and slapped Soren. Even though he cowered in response, he still laughed through the slap. Eve turned her nose toward his scent as he moved toward her, and into her personal space. He smelled tantalizingly of warm musk and soap. She could even smell the toothpaste on his breath he had moved so close to her, and the nearness of him sent shivers running along her spine.
“You just like making me slap you.”
“No, not at all.”
“Sure.”
Airlia went back to her menu on a little pout. You could practically feel the cogs turning in Soren's brain for a witty comeback. But you never knew what you were going to get with him, Eve was learning that fast.
“You look radiant on this fine afternoon.”
“Oh shut up.”
“Now let's order.” Mary said with a firmness which rendered them all silent.
RULES READ? Yes.
WORD MINIMUM? 200 words, anything below will be tagged.
HOW DID YOU FIND US? - Through hoofprince
CHATANGO * - Cageofbones
BIRTHDAY (month, day) * 18/07/1990
SOREN
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