12-09-2017, 08:32 PM
When it’s said and done, we’ll have our scars to show
"His loss, your gain." Longclaw's words cause her attention to divert back to him, and she stares into the deep forest green of his eyes. "I wouldn't be so quick to toss away a gem for a rock." A smile curls upon her gray lips at this comment, and suddenly her mind is far away from Krigare.
Later, she will feel the guilt of this action. Of how quickly he can slip her mind for the charming words of another man. Was she in love with him as she had claimed before, or had she just been so lonely she would've jumped on the first man who gave her the slightest bit of attention?
It doesn't seem to matter now, as she looks at the beautiful figure before her. His lips are trailing along the bend of her neck, and she doesn't shy away like she might've when she didn't have the gift of sight. Instead, she leans into him, the heat beneath his skin sending a ripple along her spine.
Longclaw withdraws his touch, and begins to walk away, careful to wait for her. Zephyr matches his pace. He inquires about having her sight restored, and for a moment she hesitates on an answer.
"Everything has been shocking," She replies. "It is all new to me." She remembers the haze before she had completely lost her vision completely, before the darkness (her life had always been a blur). Her legs carry her further into the ocean, until she is nearly in front of him. Tail flicks from side to side, as she watches the waves crash in the distance. "The horses around me have been most shocking. I've never gotten a clear picture until now."
She turns her neck, peering at him through long tresses of forelock. "But from what I've seen, well, I must say they are rather beautiful." A subtle grin stretches across her lips, and then her head is turned back to the sea.
Later, she will feel the guilt of this action. Of how quickly he can slip her mind for the charming words of another man. Was she in love with him as she had claimed before, or had she just been so lonely she would've jumped on the first man who gave her the slightest bit of attention?
It doesn't seem to matter now, as she looks at the beautiful figure before her. His lips are trailing along the bend of her neck, and she doesn't shy away like she might've when she didn't have the gift of sight. Instead, she leans into him, the heat beneath his skin sending a ripple along her spine.
Longclaw withdraws his touch, and begins to walk away, careful to wait for her. Zephyr matches his pace. He inquires about having her sight restored, and for a moment she hesitates on an answer.
"Everything has been shocking," She replies. "It is all new to me." She remembers the haze before she had completely lost her vision completely, before the darkness (her life had always been a blur). Her legs carry her further into the ocean, until she is nearly in front of him. Tail flicks from side to side, as she watches the waves crash in the distance. "The horses around me have been most shocking. I've never gotten a clear picture until now."
She turns her neck, peering at him through long tresses of forelock. "But from what I've seen, well, I must say they are rather beautiful." A subtle grin stretches across her lips, and then her head is turned back to the sea.
Zephyr
@[Longclaw]