04-22-2016, 02:07 AM
PHAEDRUS
She grins up at the glistening stony mare that's right Proud of herself her chest puffs outward slightly bowing deep into her ribs below. You drink from the lake and poof your spirit is mirrored by an animal. I used to be a big black blob, because he couldn't decide who he was. Now, besides being a little braver, more eloquent, and pleasing to the eye I'm pretty much the same as him. And it doesn't matter what that punk has to say. You're stunning. She blinks knowing full well that she should stop, Phaedrus's warning glance telling her so, but mischief tickles at her gut and she can't resist loosing her tongue once more. I think that Pheadrus has a lot to learn yet. as she drifts off to her thoughts he guhauffs almost choking.
Well I guess you get the whole life story now dont you. He shifts uncomfortably. This would be the last time that he allowed that thing to talk for him. Their relationship was just blooming, and to be honest she had never really fully took form, least not yet. She still had her kinks, and it seemed that as uncomfortable as he was in his own skin, hers bbeing within sight was less so. Lately he could feel a slight resentment building towards the feline. He wondered at just how much bonding with himself that he would have to normalize the cat. It seemed that anything he was feeling or thinking would just pop out of her mouth before it was even in his head.
He offers the woman a cheesy grin, Well could always offer the Dale, or the Golden Plains, not sure which interests you more, herd life or Kingdom. You're pick. He wasn't too picky himself, he enjoyed having the chance to roam back and forth from kingdom to herd, from herd to kingdom. To have a relaxed chat, or a rigid order that needed following.
Well I guess you get the whole life story now dont you. He shifts uncomfortably. This would be the last time that he allowed that thing to talk for him. Their relationship was just blooming, and to be honest she had never really fully took form, least not yet. She still had her kinks, and it seemed that as uncomfortable as he was in his own skin, hers bbeing within sight was less so. Lately he could feel a slight resentment building towards the feline. He wondered at just how much bonding with himself that he would have to normalize the cat. It seemed that anything he was feeling or thinking would just pop out of her mouth before it was even in his head.
He offers the woman a cheesy grin, Well could always offer the Dale, or the Golden Plains, not sure which interests you more, herd life or Kingdom. You're pick. He wasn't too picky himself, he enjoyed having the chance to roam back and forth from kingdom to herd, from herd to kingdom. To have a relaxed chat, or a rigid order that needed following.
i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must