HE'S SO TALL, HANDSOME AS HELL
HE'S SO BAD, BUT HE DOES IT SO WELL
Ah, it is too bad their younger sister made Nicia so positively green. She could have been a lovely little addition to their nighttime frolicking. She could have been shared. Instead he would have to deal with the delicate consideration of playing with her alone. Perhaps he could have words with Kult, make him act as sentry. But secrets were dangerous around these parts, its the only reason he has not yet insisted being alone with her. He didn't want to be keeping things from Nicia, and he wasn't inclined to think she would let him indulge.
It was his right and he didn't like the thought of someone else getting to her first. It was such an annoyance, she was right there, merely a breath away.
He lingers there, breathing into her mane, the fine smell of sweat beneath salt and sun. The sea was such an overpowering smell, none of them need ever announce their residency. It was known, they reeked of it.
That sound. His ears turn to it, that gentle sigh and its all he can do to be very, very still now. Yet he must press against her else she fall. It's an appreciated moment but one that is short lived. Carys is asking for explanation, he hardly hears her tuning her out just so. He can't ignore her though, Kersey mutters about answers, and he is uttering nonsense himself. A husky few words, lips tangled against his sisters ears. "But I'm not finish-" The conversation registering, breaking his sentence mid enunciation.
Silvery eyes snap open, a look of ice deep within their depths. He turns, growls almost, head and neck twisting to round on Carys. "Explanations?...Oh-ho -ho it's explanations you want is it?" His rage is fueled in part by her boldness, and also by Kersey's quick wit to make a scene of things. She had been avoiding him, do not think he had not noticed her convenient absence come fall.
The distance is short, he steams over half flying, coming to a stop by colliding chest first with Carys. "You do not get to ask me what is going on." He seethes, spitting into her face as he speaks. "All you need worry about is making sure my child survives the winter." He looks her over, thoughts like a tornado in his mind. "You'll also bear me another child as well, you prove useful for that much at least." Then he turns to Kersey, still alight with his anger, "First bring Raelynx, I have another job before you all go." Surely his brother would do this little thing for him.
@[Raelynx]