11-05-2017, 02:50 AM
She craves him more than ever.
Despite the pass of autumn, her body years to surround him, breathe him in. She loves this creature with a deadly dedication. The pale woman knows she has eclipsed all others with her devotion. This motivates her to pull him close and whisper the incantations of her love.
She is ready for this.
The porcelain mare takes to the sky as a shiny black raven. Her orange eyes are sharp and searching for him, scenting in case he is temporarily filling the skin of another creature. The raven moves across an early winter sky before she catches his scent.
(Their relationship is odd with the ebb and flow of their agendas.)
The raven descends fluidly before shifting to her equine shape and calling to her lover. "Wyrm...? Her voice is rich with excitement and slightly heightened with giddiness as the man still gave her the same butterflies from the day she first met him.
Despite the pass of autumn, her body years to surround him, breathe him in. She loves this creature with a deadly dedication. The pale woman knows she has eclipsed all others with her devotion. This motivates her to pull him close and whisper the incantations of her love.
She is ready for this.
The porcelain mare takes to the sky as a shiny black raven. Her orange eyes are sharp and searching for him, scenting in case he is temporarily filling the skin of another creature. The raven moves across an early winter sky before she catches his scent.
(Their relationship is odd with the ebb and flow of their agendas.)
The raven descends fluidly before shifting to her equine shape and calling to her lover. "Wyrm...? Her voice is rich with excitement and slightly heightened with giddiness as the man still gave her the same butterflies from the day she first met him.
Epithet
@[Wyrm]
since it seems like the plot thing fell through, i figured we could move past and maybe start some shiz but if you're over these two, i undeerstand, its been a while since we wrote them.