09-14-2021, 06:05 PM
Stranger and stranger still, the hundred acre wood of Beqanna finally produced an odd stallion for Cheri. It was a he, or at least the form he took confirmed her suspicion of his general sex. With powers like his she reasoned anything about him could be fluid, though. In the short span of time they’d spent with each other he’d already gone from glowing orb, to reptilian, to natural equid shape. Impressive was a word that scratched the surface of his personality. With the wide flash of her eyes Cheri considered him and then shook her head gently, a habitual response so she could see him more clearly from underneath the curtain of green forelock covering her face.
At that moment, something entirely unexpected happened. For the very first time Cheri felt it - the sense she’d spoken to Reave about, the quiet humming at the very edges of her awareness - press up against Firion’s and curl like a living thing. It was the most peculiar sensation she’d ever experienced, and Cheri admittedly caught herself stupefied by it.
“What is that?” She murmured, spellbound by the look in his eyes. Had he been asking her something? She wasn’t sure.
Then she recalled his words, the forest; what brought her here. That’s what he wanted to know, she remembered with a fluttering blink or two. Firion was right, she hadn’t come all this way to chase down lizards in trees. The wandering mare had come here in search of adventure, perhaps a way to satiate her restlessness. A single glance in his direction and the charming shifter would be able to tell how satisfied Cheri was with the outcome of her efforts.
“I didn’t have anything particular in mind when I touched down.” Nothing like what was unfolding, anyways. “Why do you ask?” She smiled. “Have you got any plans?”
At that moment, something entirely unexpected happened. For the very first time Cheri felt it - the sense she’d spoken to Reave about, the quiet humming at the very edges of her awareness - press up against Firion’s and curl like a living thing. It was the most peculiar sensation she’d ever experienced, and Cheri admittedly caught herself stupefied by it.
“What is that?” She murmured, spellbound by the look in his eyes. Had he been asking her something? She wasn’t sure.
Then she recalled his words, the forest; what brought her here. That’s what he wanted to know, she remembered with a fluttering blink or two. Firion was right, she hadn’t come all this way to chase down lizards in trees. The wandering mare had come here in search of adventure, perhaps a way to satiate her restlessness. A single glance in his direction and the charming shifter would be able to tell how satisfied Cheri was with the outcome of her efforts.
“I didn’t have anything particular in mind when I touched down.” Nothing like what was unfolding, anyways. “Why do you ask?” She smiled. “Have you got any plans?”
@firion