Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.
god save the prom queen Posted on February 11, 2020 at 03:54:13 PM by Minerva
Birdsong filters through the warm air to reach her lovely ears. They twitch and turn in the length of her cornsilk hair as she admires then for their joy and freedom. So easy it is to just take to the wing and go where your soul demands.
A slow sight emits from between her lifts as the water eyes lift from the dark lashes to spy a mare nearing her. Taller, and built well, the Friesian woman is an echo to Minerva’s ancestors. A smile, slow and growing, envelopes her velveteen lips to meet the greeting.
”Hello...”, the word slips like a purr from her honeyed tongue. Ears flick forward as she listens but once Lissa has finished, a scent very masculine and very carnal interrupts the paid.
A male, dark and watching, with a feral wolf at his side speaks in strange tongue as she poisons the air about them. He feels angry and perhaps cruel but it has peaked her interest to feel the ripple of something so carnal.
”Perhaps you can show me what I deserve.” She speaks curtly but her water glass eyes are am glimmering with challenge for the stallion to follow through. Minerva looks to Lissa and nods with her expression softening slightly, ”I do appreciated your offer. She offers the edges of her smile and another nod before her returns her attention to the stallion.
With the jut of her chin and a smirk, ”shall we?” Replies: