"Me? Trouble?" She inquires with large blue eyes, the length of her lashes rising and falling in a flutter as her grin betrays her features. She watches as his bulk rolls in the brittle grasses, his green eyes penetrating her depths rather rudely with their enchanting color, though she finds herself budding beneath his gaze.
The press of his golden head against her cool silver makes her shiver and purr. Epi likes the way he tucks close, the heavily masculine scent, but she merely smiles when their whiskers tangle. The thick blanket of autumn heat was making her heady, giddy. "I would sympathize but it seems as though the sudden departure of Pangea has returned you to me." The woman muses with a fanged smirk, rolling out the length of her smaller feline form beneath him as she playfully swipes the black nails at his mouth, batting with a chuckle. "I've been here and there. Some days I feel there are no parts of Beqanna left to explore." Her voice flattens slightly, matter-of-factually. "How do you pass your days?" The question is honest and open as she rolls herself on to her own legs so she may stand at the jungle king's side, enjoying his company and the way his scent mingles with the crisp snap of autumn air. The sun was beginning to glow as it grew fat in the west of the meadow, the first glitter of evening stars emerging from their bedding of clouds.
The press of his golden head against her cool silver makes her shiver and purr. Epi likes the way he tucks close, the heavily masculine scent, but she merely smiles when their whiskers tangle. The thick blanket of autumn heat was making her heady, giddy. "I would sympathize but it seems as though the sudden departure of Pangea has returned you to me." The woman muses with a fanged smirk, rolling out the length of her smaller feline form beneath him as she playfully swipes the black nails at his mouth, batting with a chuckle. "I've been here and there. Some days I feel there are no parts of Beqanna left to explore." Her voice flattens slightly, matter-of-factually. "How do you pass your days?" The question is honest and open as she rolls herself on to her own legs so she may stand at the jungle king's side, enjoying his company and the way his scent mingles with the crisp snap of autumn air. The sun was beginning to glow as it grew fat in the west of the meadow, the first glitter of evening stars emerging from their bedding of clouds.
Epithet