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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    [mature]  A beautiful face is a mute recommendation - Longclaw
    #11

    -Diorae-

    She has been away from his side for so long, Marigold would even go as far as to say too long if she was able to, and with the feral lioness still close to the surface, she surely is more bold and daring that she used to be. Her desire for him is mostly sated now, but that doesn’t mean the golden mare is quite done with him yet. Oh no, no cuddles, but she revels in his attention. Marigold makes sure to show it too. From the sway of her hips to her lips traveling down his neck rather demanding.

    He doesn’t seem to mind too much and thus does she not cease her exploration of him. Before he had told her that the right to touch was one sided, never before Longclaw had given her permission to touch. His playful remark is met with a nip of her teeth, the glint in her eyes matching his. Marigold gladly presses her shoulder against his, her own neck bending in favour of letting her muzzle trail down his crest.

    Marigold allows him to speak his thoughts out loud. He has always filled in the conversation on both their sides, as she simply lacks the vocal cords to do so. This time he seems to want a reply from her, well that is new. With reluctance she pulls away, in favour of meeting Claw’s gaze.

    It had been her first and only shift. Distressed as she’d been by the lack of Longclaw’s presence the lioness had stepped in, taken control and pushed Marigold to the back of their shared mind. She had not even attempted to fight for control, actually pretty comfortable with the lioness taking the lead, until, of course, the lioness has decided Longclaw was prey. That Marigold couldn’t allow. It would be a lie to deny that his suggestion doesn’t sound alluring. She wants to be with him, in each and every one of his forms, but Marigold and the lioness are not yet one. What if she’d attack him again?

    A shiver runs down her spine and a huffed breath escapes past her lips. In an attempt to convey her concerns her ears flick back and forth. Desire is in her eyes, yet, the hesitation too. Nevertheless, Marigold trusts him, and she’d shift on command for him, if she knew how to that is.

    A beautiful face is a mute recommendation.




    OOC: OTL, I was searching to 'switch to' Marigold XD.
    @[Calcifer] <3

    Also, I was thinking, if he forces / helps her to shift, they could have a fight? Not one to death, but actually one in which he forces the lioness to submit to his wolf?




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