12-19-2017, 05:49 PM
like the sun swallowed up by the earth
The night calls him away, yet he stays. He lingers beside her with ruffling feathers, still damp from their swim. The kindness in him and his heart draws him to her, and he cannot help the feeling that rises within him when she is near - he continues to try to push it away, to ignore the need to press his lips against her cheek, or to brush her forelock from her blazing, fiery eyes. He thinks of Offspring and Reagan - two very powerful equines that hold precedence within Tephra’s country, and how perhaps his very innocent day spent with their daughter is now nowhere near innocent, and what kind of trouble he is throwing himself (and Ceara) into.This thought resounds loudly in his mind as he feels the warmth of her lips against him, a shy and tender kiss against the strength of his jaw, placed perfectly and purposely. Her gaze does not dance away from him like he expects, and the cool blue of his eyes meet the warmth of hers. She smiling, happy - she is beaming. He is too, for a moment, and then it fades. “Ceara,” he begins with a bit of a frown, his brow furrowing confusedly, his mouth lingering dangerously close to her own.
“Ceara,” he says her name again (it feels right on his tongue), his eyes pleading as he takes a few steps away from her, towards the shore of the beach in the far distance. “I must go,” His indigo legs bring him further away, broad wings flexing outwards as he begins to ready himself for the short flight across to the beach.
Warrick
@[Ceara]
Itsa poopy post. I sorry. D:
You can reply if you want to try to get him to stay, or make him feel bad for "leading her on" or something!
But I'm thinking we wrap up soon and start a fresh one soon with more lingering moments and ya know, guilt and stuff <3333