|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Sep 11, 2012 12:47 pm
|
|
|
|
Watch chuckled and smiled sheepishly, moving his hooves idly in the dirt, "Hehe, yeah, isn't it? I bet it was the sand. Must have been too hard for his to trail in, I bet." He laughed at that, "But yes, that is his name. Have you seen him? He's pretty big, kinda slow, and very, very sticky." He lifted his head and looked behind her, eyes totally not following those sweet lines that flowed down her body. He grinned at her when their eyes met again. "He's probably back there, I think."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 6:56 pm
|
|
|
|
"Yes, of course."
Watch smiled and followed after the doe, finding it curious that his eyes would rather watch her hips than spying for slug-goop as the walked. He shook his head a bit, trying to clear it, and actually started looking.
"I don't know, Pace is a bit adventurous. But he's blue and shiny, mostly because of the slime, so it shouldn't be too hard, I hope." He paused a bit awkwardly, aware of his ramblings, "Anyway! The swamp named me As the Sun Burns, but my firends call me Watch. What are you called?"
ashes to the wind Ugh, writer's blockage... x_x
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:25 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2012 8:40 pm
|
|
|
|
Like him? No, Pace's blue... "It's hard to describe, really," Watch thought back to his travels, all the things he'd seen, looking for a comparison."Pace is the dark, blue-green of the northern fur trees that never shed their coat, reflected in a rippling lake who's sunset reflection is finally being swallowed by the night." His inner story-teller spoke and when he noticed, he gave a nervous cough and swished his tale, nearly brushing hers in the process. "Hehe, does that make sense?
He smiled at the doe, grinning his goofy grin that was impossible to hate, "Outcry, huh? Well, the pleasure is mine!" He said as she stopped. Watching as she looked around, he realized that he probably should too. It was odd the Pace kept slithering out of his mind while he was looking at her. Huh.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 17, 2012 6:55 am
|
|
|
|
"Hm?"
Watch had phased out for a moment, as he was trying not to stare. His narrative mind was in the process of breaking Outcry down and building her back up again in the medium of metaphors and similes. Pale, luminescent eyes not unlike the light-catching smooth circle-rocks he'd happened upon in the bellies of the shell-creatures by the water. Marking that looked, to him, as though the Swamp herself was running her long tendrils over her white fur. Things like that.
But when he did come back to reality, with a mental shake to wake himself up, yes, there was a glittering trail of slug goo, trailing across leaves and mud. He bent to sniff the shimmering path and, sure enough, it belonged to Pace. His ears perked up and his tail flickered excitedly, grinning widely.
"He's been here, Pace was here!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 8:37 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 02, 2012 11:46 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 03, 2012 11:17 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|