Life as a father was wearing on his heart and mind. Not in a way that weakened him from exhaustion but in a way that softened him. He could feel it turning his insides to mush. Even their mothers pulled on his heart strings. The deepest and darkest parts of him began to stir restlessly. Sneaking moments of control before he pushed them back down. He needed a release...and now.
As the day began, just as always, he snuck away before the children started in with 20 questions. He hated flying in the heat of day but the twins were relentless so it was best he return near bedtime. They could find something to occupy themselves with today. They didn't have wings so it's not like they could go far.
Leaping from the rocky cliffs, his feathers wrestled the wind to submission...submission mmmm... A smirk creases his pale lips. Mind wandering as wings flapped instinctively. Flight to him was like breathing, effortless and without thought. He crosses the ocean separating the island from mainland. Finding a watery trail leading inland. A river most would call it but whatever. He glided among the turbulent winds, far from the prying eyes of the locals. He wished to go unnoticed, for now.
Finding a small clearing in the midst of the land, his wings tuck to his barrel. Allowing his body to plummet to the earth, his wings releasing at the very precise moment needed to not collide with the ground. Lavender hooves land with a vibration, making himself known to any within earshot. Ears flicker as breathing steadies. Silver-hazel eyes scan through the dark crevices of wood and stone around him. Finding nothing stirred. This unsatisfied him greatly. Even a frightened fawn would have pleased him. A gruff sign ripples through his chest.
Hello~
The calling is almost melodic in it's tone. Ears twist once again to where it had escaped from. Eyes following with a quick snap of his head. Finding a dark form hidden within the shadows of canopy. A one sided sneer pulls at his lips as his eyes observe. Nares drawing in the sweet perfume of fall that females soak themselves in this time of year. It had been soooo long. Too long.
"Well hello..." He serenades back. With his wings tucked to his sides he steps forwards. Caution tossed to the wolves as she is very much alone and outmatched. He can feel the testosterone coursing though his veins. Causing his tender flesh to be heated and ready. He is closing in on her. A step back and she would find there is no where to turn. Within reach now his muzzle extends to rake his teeth along her hunter colored neck. "I've been longing to sate a...need," he breathes into her skin. Wishing it to shake under the tracing of his lips, "You are going to help me with that, you little slut...aren't you." It wasn't a question...it never was.
@[Amarantha]