09-02-2018, 10:23 PM
The moments pass by, and she is contented by his presence alone, and the easily familiarity between them that both seem to be quick to pick up on. He had willingly received her along his striped side, making just enough room beneath his wing to placate her advances. She hadn’t thought he would object, but still, the simple gesture had stoked the embers of something still burning. It caused a subtle heat to rise within her; the mirrored image of the fire alighting in his own wild eyes.
It crosses her mind, after he responds to her inquiry, to show him the glimpse she had caught that day when Scorch had sought her out. The glimpse of Wishbone is easily recalled, having viewed it repetitively on her own. Breckin had received it when he had first touched the hollowed, ancient bones once seemingly lost to time, but in their new life had served as a means to communicate the Leviathans next khaleesi. She had brushed her lips over them carefully and her mind had been met with an emotion ridden visual of the former queen at work with her boney medium. That day she had felt guilt and sadness as she had compiled the structure, but these emotions were greatly overshadowed by a pervading sense of peace and determination.
The residual memory had given Breckin enough peace of mind to accept her new role, having known that Wishbone hadn’t been forced out of Nerine against her own will. But for the sake of Wolfbane, she is not confident if the images would remedy or worsen his carefully guarded feelings and that uncertainty is enough to keep her from even offering him to view it.
“None thus far.”
The rumble of his voice so close to her ear begins to loosen the tightly wound inhibitions the past few months had seemed to harbor. And all too quickly she realizes how deep the waters had become they were beginning to swim. There is a basic stubbornness in the way she leans marginally away from his side now, unwilling to completely let go of their lighthearted yet desire ridden fun. The darkness of her eyes return towards their inquisitive, mischievous nature, glancing at him sideways.
“Did you know our last experiment was deemed inconclusive? And I’m nearly certain it was definitely your fault.” Falling to silence, she grazes her charcoal lips over the deep line of his chest, “So I can’t help but wonder, how you plan to revise it?”
@[Wolfbane] phone post so sorry for and typos or weird wording! Lol
It crosses her mind, after he responds to her inquiry, to show him the glimpse she had caught that day when Scorch had sought her out. The glimpse of Wishbone is easily recalled, having viewed it repetitively on her own. Breckin had received it when he had first touched the hollowed, ancient bones once seemingly lost to time, but in their new life had served as a means to communicate the Leviathans next khaleesi. She had brushed her lips over them carefully and her mind had been met with an emotion ridden visual of the former queen at work with her boney medium. That day she had felt guilt and sadness as she had compiled the structure, but these emotions were greatly overshadowed by a pervading sense of peace and determination.
The residual memory had given Breckin enough peace of mind to accept her new role, having known that Wishbone hadn’t been forced out of Nerine against her own will. But for the sake of Wolfbane, she is not confident if the images would remedy or worsen his carefully guarded feelings and that uncertainty is enough to keep her from even offering him to view it.
“None thus far.”
The rumble of his voice so close to her ear begins to loosen the tightly wound inhibitions the past few months had seemed to harbor. And all too quickly she realizes how deep the waters had become they were beginning to swim. There is a basic stubbornness in the way she leans marginally away from his side now, unwilling to completely let go of their lighthearted yet desire ridden fun. The darkness of her eyes return towards their inquisitive, mischievous nature, glancing at him sideways.
“Did you know our last experiment was deemed inconclusive? And I’m nearly certain it was definitely your fault.” Falling to silence, she grazes her charcoal lips over the deep line of his chest, “So I can’t help but wonder, how you plan to revise it?”
@[Wolfbane] phone post so sorry for and typos or weird wording! Lol