Nahual
charybdis
▻torrent (x charybdis) ◅
He had trailed and followed her, always in her wake, hovering forever on the fringes of her personal space. He does not startle when she does, does not seem to change in expression when there is a sudden deviation in her course. The only time that he does pull up, does stop, is the moment that she stills in the meadow, head lowered and voice threatening. "It is dis eye of mine, and not dese ears, dat fail me. I know you are dere, lingering in de shadows. I would caution against trailing in my wake. Not even I know where I am going anymore." He had often trailed her before, but he had certainly been more careful than this, than now, so much closer than he usually allowed himself except when she seemed of a quieter mind. Their spars became couplings and she had found herself since their first with a devoted follower.
Her nostrils flare, she commands him, "Come, stand where I can see you."
There isn’t even a second in which he resists her call, the call of a Siren to her Sailor. The light catches brilliantly on the white of the manchado, almost a beacon in the same way that the passion in his eyes so often was for them. He would have been dragged down to the depths of the sea if she had even spoken her will of him. "I would never doubt your eyes, ears, or commands, Yōltzin." My lover, my sweetheart, he calls her as he ever had. "As the sea commands you, so you command me." HIs accent is thick with his attempt to keep his distance when all he wanted was to touch her, worship her again, be seen and known as he had been throughout the years of her Sabbatical from the Ridge.
OF THE ATLANTIS WILDS
▻ stallion - azteca x arabian - sooty bay pangare rabicano manchado - 15.3 hh ◅