07-08-2018, 02:37 PM
The waves lick at her hooves, and occasionally they reach high enough to wet her legs, but Amore does barely pay it any mind. Her tearful, desperate eyes are locked on Levi’s tall figure, begging him to understand, to know. Talking about it hurts. More than it hurts her to – momentarily – forget everything that has happened between them.
She easily melts into his chest, allowing him to tuck her close and in return she hides her face in his neck the best she can. Like that, her tears really start to flow. Amore does not try to hold them back, there simply is no need to. No need to keep up pretences, no need to fool herself, and it is not like Levi hadn’t seen all of her yet. She lets herself go, body trembling and shaking in sync with her sobs.
When they die down, she does not pull back. Instead she presses her cheek firm against his thick neck, eyes closed as she tries to catch her breath again. The pain is not gone, nor does she ‘unsee’ the horrible sight, but the good cry offers Amorette some relief.
“I’m sorry..” she mumbles softly, not moving away from his hold. For the first time in days she felt grounded, and the way he holds her makes her feel safe. Amore is not yet ready to give that up. “Thank you..” are the soft words that follow. Her muzzle finds his skin, where she deeply breathes in his scent, and she can feel the heath of his flaming crest on her sensitive muzzle. The resemblance to their son makes her heart both flutter and ache. Flutter for the love for their son, but the ache for the loss of Brennen’s daughters.
“Kwartz was stolen and corrupted, and Krone.. they killed her too. Now Wound is missing and Klaudius has been threatening Warrick for Tephra’s crown..” her words spill without giving him a pause to process it all, knowing that if she would stop talking, she would never be able to say it. Soon a raid would be happening, children to be stolen – an eye for an eye – and Amore is unable not to worry.
@[Levi]
She easily melts into his chest, allowing him to tuck her close and in return she hides her face in his neck the best she can. Like that, her tears really start to flow. Amore does not try to hold them back, there simply is no need to. No need to keep up pretences, no need to fool herself, and it is not like Levi hadn’t seen all of her yet. She lets herself go, body trembling and shaking in sync with her sobs.
When they die down, she does not pull back. Instead she presses her cheek firm against his thick neck, eyes closed as she tries to catch her breath again. The pain is not gone, nor does she ‘unsee’ the horrible sight, but the good cry offers Amorette some relief.
“I’m sorry..” she mumbles softly, not moving away from his hold. For the first time in days she felt grounded, and the way he holds her makes her feel safe. Amore is not yet ready to give that up. “Thank you..” are the soft words that follow. Her muzzle finds his skin, where she deeply breathes in his scent, and she can feel the heath of his flaming crest on her sensitive muzzle. The resemblance to their son makes her heart both flutter and ache. Flutter for the love for their son, but the ache for the loss of Brennen’s daughters.
“Kwartz was stolen and corrupted, and Krone.. they killed her too. Now Wound is missing and Klaudius has been threatening Warrick for Tephra’s crown..” her words spill without giving him a pause to process it all, knowing that if she would stop talking, she would never be able to say it. Soon a raid would be happening, children to be stolen – an eye for an eye – and Amore is unable not to worry.
@[Levi]