08-21-2017, 02:28 PM
Don't be afraid when the night wolves cry,
feast on their bones, suck the marrow dry.
feast on their bones, suck the marrow dry.
Dreamlike, almost; the way she dips first one hoof and then the other into the roiling waters. The echo of her hiss causes both ears to involuntarily flick backwards - had someone else heard her? Was she supposed to be here, alone like this?
A few more minutes of motionless observance proves his questions to be easily answered: Yes, she was alone, (couldn’t he see it in the quivering of that tender, lower lip?) and no, her exclamation of pain had not drawn other curious eyes. It was simply them, then. Longclaw cannot believe his odds, it seem too incredulous to consider. To come looking for an early chase and instead find this? Hungrily, impatiently, his viridian eyes drink in the sloping lines of her rounded neck, travel tastelessly over pleasantly sprung ribs and achingly plump hips.
He could kill her. Right now. It takes only a second for the thought to enter, present itself, and settle at the center of his mind; the task would be so simple, so easy. But - bah - what a waste. True, consummation of this idea to reality would satiate the present hunger in his gut, could even quiet the black curse, roaring for a blood sacrifice, inside of him. Yet, for all the hunger in the world Longclaw wouldn’t waste the opportunity to flex the muscle of his coy, convincing demeanor. Pride in his abilities overwhelms the need for a kill so, quickly, quietly, he lays belly-to-earth and shifts as noiselessly as he can manage back into the glimmering stallion of lore.
His head rises above the swaying forage now, looking (for all innocent bystanders) like a lazy fellow who’s just awoken from a riverside nap. But his eyes, those terrible, beautiful eyes, find her swiftly once more and then he is rising, flowing, into a standing position. “Hello there.” He calls from afar - every trick of light over his skin turning it first to green, then to gold as he pushes towards her. “Your noise woke me, I’m afraid.” Claw explains with a unassuming smile. On the bank near to her he stops, every aesthetic line of his alluring face twisting into compassion, worry - all for her.
“Are you alright?”
A few more minutes of motionless observance proves his questions to be easily answered: Yes, she was alone, (couldn’t he see it in the quivering of that tender, lower lip?) and no, her exclamation of pain had not drawn other curious eyes. It was simply them, then. Longclaw cannot believe his odds, it seem too incredulous to consider. To come looking for an early chase and instead find this? Hungrily, impatiently, his viridian eyes drink in the sloping lines of her rounded neck, travel tastelessly over pleasantly sprung ribs and achingly plump hips.
He could kill her. Right now. It takes only a second for the thought to enter, present itself, and settle at the center of his mind; the task would be so simple, so easy. But - bah - what a waste. True, consummation of this idea to reality would satiate the present hunger in his gut, could even quiet the black curse, roaring for a blood sacrifice, inside of him. Yet, for all the hunger in the world Longclaw wouldn’t waste the opportunity to flex the muscle of his coy, convincing demeanor. Pride in his abilities overwhelms the need for a kill so, quickly, quietly, he lays belly-to-earth and shifts as noiselessly as he can manage back into the glimmering stallion of lore.
His head rises above the swaying forage now, looking (for all innocent bystanders) like a lazy fellow who’s just awoken from a riverside nap. But his eyes, those terrible, beautiful eyes, find her swiftly once more and then he is rising, flowing, into a standing position. “Hello there.” He calls from afar - every trick of light over his skin turning it first to green, then to gold as he pushes towards her. “Your noise woke me, I’m afraid.” Claw explains with a unassuming smile. On the bank near to her he stops, every aesthetic line of his alluring face twisting into compassion, worry - all for her.
“Are you alright?”
Longclaw
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