08-16-2019, 10:31 PM
A girlish smile danced across her lips when he asked her if she wanted to take a walk... no not a walk, a stroll. The gentleman in him washed over her like a cool drink amongst a hot summers day. She nodded in reply, I would love to take a stroll with you. she said in a smooth, sweet voice.
She turned from where they had been grazing her long, tail softly grazing his back legs as she moved to walk beside him. A blush creept to her cheeks as he countered her statement with his own of being happy to have met her.
They strolled through the woods, winding and weaving through the trees. Here beneath the canapy of green it was cooler. The sunlight filtered in dancing across the roots and debris from the trees. They seemed to stroll to their own slow dance, the birds chirping a tune for them, all their own.
As they walked she chewed on her lip for a moment her eyes glancing between the fiery man beside her and the path they were following. So, tell me, were you born here in Beqanna? she found herself excited to know more of who Flamebrand was, which was odd because Nimue had never found herself yearning to know anything about anyone else. Something about his gentle soul and the way his body moved fluidly next to hers, fire and embers dancing with the sky, had made her forget for the first time in a long time about the open sky above.
She turned from where they had been grazing her long, tail softly grazing his back legs as she moved to walk beside him. A blush creept to her cheeks as he countered her statement with his own of being happy to have met her.
They strolled through the woods, winding and weaving through the trees. Here beneath the canapy of green it was cooler. The sunlight filtered in dancing across the roots and debris from the trees. They seemed to stroll to their own slow dance, the birds chirping a tune for them, all their own.
As they walked she chewed on her lip for a moment her eyes glancing between the fiery man beside her and the path they were following. So, tell me, were you born here in Beqanna? she found herself excited to know more of who Flamebrand was, which was odd because Nimue had never found herself yearning to know anything about anyone else. Something about his gentle soul and the way his body moved fluidly next to hers, fire and embers dancing with the sky, had made her forget for the first time in a long time about the open sky above.
Lady of the Lake Sky
Nimue Isolde
@[Flamebrand]