My eyes have succumbed to darkness and I am absolutely reveling in the satisfaction of rough pressure tracing my shoulderblade. The sensation continues further, inching bit by bit until the beast finally speaks to me. Allow me. it says. And I give it my full permission. My sinewy body leans further into its brusque embrace allowing it to reach into all the right place, all the while mewling in delight at the utter pleasure. "Mmm, beastie," I whisper, "I knew you were good for something. Do not listen to the others. They are just jealous that you are chosen."
In an instant my satisfaction turns to disatisfaction; my eyes snapping open as my body moves away fluidly. Without much delay, my maw whips outwards towards the beast; the sound of teeth upon teeth is distinct in the misted land as my jaw snaps at the air, not intending to actually land on anything physical. Now, now beastie. Let's play nicely, shall we? I hear voice say in a sing-song voice as my head tilts at an odd angle and a wide grin splits my face.
It is then that I decide that this creature has come to life because of my influence. That is the only possible explanation of course. Why, it's just silly to even think that trees could start moving on their own accord! That's just crazy! And I am quite proud of this fact of course, that my magnificent being has literally rubbed off and onto the beast. Wow, I am amazing! I wonder what else I can do?
A long slinking step has me back at the beasts side. Concern claims my face as my eyes fall upon the wound at his shoulder. "Oh poor beastie. What happened?" My mouth reaches out in his direction again, aiming to land a gentle lick. "Let me make that better for you."
OOC: So she's maybe a little more cohesive this time? Basically she thinks she turned the tree into Ouija and its the same tree that she bit a chunk out of earlier and she thinks she sees said wound on Ouija. XD
In an instant my satisfaction turns to disatisfaction; my eyes snapping open as my body moves away fluidly. Without much delay, my maw whips outwards towards the beast; the sound of teeth upon teeth is distinct in the misted land as my jaw snaps at the air, not intending to actually land on anything physical. Now, now beastie. Let's play nicely, shall we? I hear voice say in a sing-song voice as my head tilts at an odd angle and a wide grin splits my face.
It is then that I decide that this creature has come to life because of my influence. That is the only possible explanation of course. Why, it's just silly to even think that trees could start moving on their own accord! That's just crazy! And I am quite proud of this fact of course, that my magnificent being has literally rubbed off and onto the beast. Wow, I am amazing! I wonder what else I can do?
A long slinking step has me back at the beasts side. Concern claims my face as my eyes fall upon the wound at his shoulder. "Oh poor beastie. What happened?" My mouth reaches out in his direction again, aiming to land a gentle lick. "Let me make that better for you."
OOC: So she's maybe a little more cohesive this time? Basically she thinks she turned the tree into Ouija and its the same tree that she bit a chunk out of earlier and she thinks she sees said wound on Ouija. XD