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my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - Fox - 06-07-2019 My heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see Though the land had settled, he remains restless, on edge. It is unlike him, to feel such unease, but it had been a curious feeling, to watch the land he has called home for so long now nearly come apart at the seams. He had been torn then, between racing to the front lines or remaining to ensure his family’s safety. His family had won, of course, as they always would. But still he wonders, might Tephra not have suffered so had he chose differently? It’s a curious feeling for one who is usually beset by no more than wicked curiosity. But, he supposes life cannot always be so simple or easy. And certainly this did not feel easy. To watch the volcano buckle beneath the pressure, to spew forth deadly burning rock, had been both terrifying and awe-inspiring. He had protected them from it’s rage, his ice combating it’s impossible heat. Hardening rock until it is left benign, an almost innocuous reminder of the deadly force their home has sleeping beneath its surface. He hopes then that he would not be called upon to do such things often. What had once been a sanctuary had felt little like one for a time. Even still unease reaches creeping fingers across the land. But then, it seems everywhere had been a bit volatile lately. Still, he watches and he wonders. Lynx would know his thoughts of course, but he does wonder about hers. After a moment, he turns. She is not far. He had been loathe to leave her or their children. Though he has faith in Lynx and her abilities, there is a certain amount of protection he could afford them that she could not should their home fall into chaos once more. He would not (could not) fail them. A faint smile quirks his lips as he reaches forward, pressing a light kiss to the bridge of her lovely nose. His eyes gleam briefly with a familiar warmth and humor, irrepressible even in the face of everything these last few weeks had wrought. “I think the beach has been missing your beauty,” he grins, features brightening momentarily. “Shall we?” Fox @[lynx] RE: my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - lynx - 06-08-2019 - lynx - love brought weight to this heart of mine @[Fox] RE: my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - Fox - 06-21-2019 My heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see It’s troubling, to see the drawn expression on her lovely features that she so swiftly tries to mask from him. He had always worked so hard to tease the woman from beneath the stern exterior she so often presents, only to have the very land work to undo his progress. The very home they had so long assumed safe. A sanctuary. He knows there is so much she hadn’t shared with him, knows she is doing her best to keep him from seeing her fear and uncertainty. It aches, to know that and yet not quite know how to combat it. He can tease and reassure, but serious situations had never been his strong suit. And he wonders sometimes if she had begun to second-guess her choices. Wonders sometimes if she fears he isn’t truly able to protect them. Sometimes he even wonders if he can. But for the first time since they had met, he is uncertain. It’s not a feeling he is accustomed to, nor one he particularly cares for. Perhaps it is his own thoughts that had caused her withdrawn worry. Then, for a moment, as he affectionately kisses her, he sees the way she softens. Even if it is only for a moment, he sees it. And he knows she is still here because she wants to be. She could have fled, but she hadn’t. Their family meant more than whatever worry plagues her. If only he could find the words to convince her she could always confide in him. Rubbing his lips along the elegant curve of her cheek, he lips lightly at her skin before turning, his shoulder brushing hers and he lifts his head towards the beach. Glancing back at her, that teasing grin toys with his lips as he quips, “You suppose, hmm?” His amber eyes glint faintly as he glances at the water, then back at her before leaning closer, his voice a low, faux-whisper. “I bet I could sweeten the deal.” Fox RE: my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - lynx - 07-05-2019 - lynx - love brought weight to this heart of mine @[Fox] RE: my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - Fox - 07-26-2019 My heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see
These are the moments he had always loved. The ones he had always cherished. The times when the world could be forgotten for a while and they could simply be themselves. When they could lose themselves in happiness and playful banter. Lynx had always resisted such things, but Fox, for all his boyish, teasing demeanor, is equally stubborn and persistent. She had always needed reminding that life is about more than dark thoughts and worry. And Fox had always been happy to provide. Now though, it seems she is the one who is reminding him. As she nibbles at his lips, her eyes alight sinful charm, lips curling in a decidedly impish way, a sudden realization washes through him. They complete each other. In the very best of ways. If he hadn’t known it before, he would have known then how very much he had grown to love her. His own lips curl in response to that infectious teasing of hers, and he sidles closer, lipping at the delicate hollow above her mouth as though he might draw her back to him when she pulls back. His amber eyes dancing, he replies in a low, decidedly flirty tone, “Only when it truly matters.” But then she is tossing out her challenge before slipping so easily from his grasp. Head lifting abruptly, a startled laugh escapes his lips as he stares at her retreating haunches. It takes a moment for his thoughts to catch-up, but when they do, his own hooves are digging into the soft loam as he charges after her. Fox RE: my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - lynx - 08-03-2019 - lynx - love brought weight to this heart of mine @[Fox] RE: my heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see; lynx - Fox - 08-28-2019 My heart saw the things my eyes couldn't see Like an over-eager, unpracticed boy, he follows her. She must have known he would, and he is certainly not one to disappoint. With a delighted grin stretching his lips, he barrels forward, feet digging into the soft sand, barely noticing the gritty tingle where his hooves pelt it into his belly and legs. When she suddenly slides to a halt, sand spraying about her, Fox’s head comes sharply up as he too slams on the brakes to avoid crashing into her. The childish playfulness of it brings another laugh rumbling from his chest, and as she spins to charge towards the ocean, he snakes his nose out to aim a light-heartedly retaliatory nip at her sleek haunches. He pauses a minute to admire the graceful way in which her body moves, the smooth strides so unconsciously feminine even in their practiced efficiency. And, well, he’d be lying if he said the sight didn’t give him a few lascivious thoughts to toy with. Grin widening, he launches after her, crashing into the surf to follow her across the warm waves to the small, delightfully cozy (and private) sand bar she’d chosen. Of course, he does have to wonder if she’d brought him here for any particular reason. The moment the thought crosses his mind, he half-expects her to favor him with a scowl. But we already know how irrepressible Fox can, and if she did, she’d be met only with a decidedly unrepentant smile. “Gorgeous,” he replies easily to her question, amber eyes twinkling merrily. They’d never actually left her though. “I suppose this place is too,” he adds teasingly as he presses closer, wet skin brushing against hers, lips placing a warm, tender kiss on her shoulder. Only then does he turn his attention to their surroundings, openly admiring the peaceful, almost lazy feeling of the small cove she’d managed to find. “Hmmmm.” His voice is almost thoughtful as he considers the lagoon. “Seems very private. Almost as if it was made for trysts, wouldn’t you say?” He turns his gaze on her, the faux-seriousness nearly impossible for him to maintain in light of his rather wayward amusement. Fox |