Now most mares in their right mind would be so wary of kind stranger, one who cooed and gushed over her. Perhaps she should take note of his purring words and lullaby vocals. But hell's bells, why not? The mare was immortal after all and she was certainly capable of escape due to her wings. So she lets him woo her.
Lobes prick when her calls her little raven...she likes it. It had been decades since she had taken to male such as he. The pale buckskin preferred to spend her time among the tree tops and observing life from above but now he asks her about a home.
A home with him? Consideration is given to the idea of following the stag. Perhaps make a home and finally settle down instead of flying away like a little bird. She trusts him (though she perhaps shouldn't) and gives in to his charm. With a small smile and a few dips of her head does she agree that she indeed would like to join his home. "I would like that Syden. I would like it very much." Her voice is light with excitement and anticipation. His lips tickling her mane and skin causing her to wiggle against the ashy stallion. "Shall we go?" Large eyes swallowing him whole and holding him. Illy cares not to think of him as a wolf in sheep's clothing. He was so sweet. His honeyed words eased her and suppressed any protests. Maw bumps against his cheek eagerly before moving away to spread the inky black appendages wide and full. Her excitement was almost too much to contain sometimes and it glistened from every pore of her eternally youth body. A smile crosses the mare's lips as she tucks her wings, ending her show-boating and taking to the stallion's right side once again, allowing him to escort her onward.
illinois
antidote x cuerva lista
((oh this is fun! i'm curious to see how this goes
want me to post in the gates or would you like to first?))
