avalon -----
by masquerade out of pandora
Avalon has spent the entire time since Zevulun told her where he lives trying to get used to the thought of such a cold climate. The swim hasn’t been too bad but she can measure the distance to Tinuvel because of how much the temperature of the water is dropping. She’s immensely grateful when they finally come onshore. The bite of the wind doesn’t help and she lets out a shuddering breath.
She follows Zevulun’s lead and shakes herself as strongly as she can. Normally she doesn’t mind being wet but her muscles are already trembling from the chill. She smiles wanly at the stallion’s apology, not yet able to be comforted while her brain tries to process the shock of the cold. She does enjoy seeing him so happy though.
She laughs breathily as she continues to shiver, pressing her white face against his pale shoulder. The flirting that she’s already grown accustomed to warms her inside, enough that she can distract herself from her discomfort. She moves with the stallion as he leads her further into the territory. Her eyes take in as much as they can, knowing that it will look completely different once the snow comes.
She looks toward the trees, thinking that even as she moves toward them, they don’t appear to be getting any closer. She hasn’t forgotten that Zevulun said that his sister is the boss here so she’s also careful to keep an eye out for anybody else that may appear from the trees. The closer they get to the forest, the more the wind gusts start to kick up, gliding over her wet body.
She’s torn between excitement and dread at the thought of meeting his sisters, but she thinks it would be a better idea if she has all her wits about her before they meet her so she doesn’t bring it up. She needs to make a good impression, can’t get off on the wrong foot with Zevulun’s family. He means too much to her and she won’t risk having to make him choose between her and them. They had him first and she would never let herself be the reason for them to be separated.
Once he stops and turns to her, Avalon angles herself so that his body will keep most of the breeze off her. Still shivering, she reaches out to nuzzle him when she feels his lips on her shoulder. ”I’ll be happy once I’m dry,” she teases, blue eyes bright. No amount of cold could dampen how happy she feels when she’s beside him. ”That cave sounds like a really good idea right about now.”
She also thinks about the hot springs he’d promised her are here somewhere but she’s already decided to leave them for special occasions. For now, just huddling with him to warm up will be enough to satisfy her.
seven - grulla sabino - mixed - 16.2hh |