[PRP] Tsoda Popka and Chista Wakan Catori

[.Tortured. .Pumpkin.]

This is a PRP between 'Swirly's Tsoda Popka and my Chista Wakan Catori



Tsoda Popka, what a wonderful name. He was in a field, milling around and thinking about all the things that made him into who he was. The number one thing that kept coming to him was that his name was uniquely his. When he smiled and shook his head at himself the little bit of bangs that he had fell into his face and Tsoda tossed his head impatiently. Why was he being such a weirdo today? He should be out looking for someone to flirt with... of course he didn't want to do anything to make his mate upset... it was just that he needed to find a lady to flirt with so he could practice what to say. If he could perfect his pick up lines he was sure to make Citi happy and laugh at him. Heck, Citi never seemed to lose her patience about his flirting because she was the only one that benefited from it, right?  

[.Tortured. .Pumpkin.]

Black claws dug into the ground as the mare attached anxiously practiced her newly found talent. She closed her eyes and thought hard, and the shadows around her would suddenly appear darker. Chista had discovered her ability several days prior, when she thought Cenotaph might actually be in danger for once. In a last-minute effort to protect her, she just wished she could be hidden from view, and somehow she was. Today, Hadriel was with Cenotaph, and that kept Chista's mind at ease. She knew that the mare's brother would do nothing to harm her, and that seemed to be something difficult to come by for Cen. Upon opening her eyes, Chista gave a smug grin at her mild accomplishment. She was unsure if the shadows had actually become darker, or if she was imagining it, but she chose to believe that she had succeeded in her task. She tried again, this time keeping her eyes open and focusing on one particular spot, when suddenly the shadow became huge! How wonderful! Upon further inspection, however, she noticed a stallion standing there, casting a shadow in her practice space. "Hey!" she yelled. "I was working on that!"  

[`Swirly]

Tsoda had his mouth open, about to give the mare of shadows some sort of cheese ball pick up line about being one with her and the night and then he was being chastized. He blinked and took a step back, looking down at his feet and trying to figure out just what exactly he might have stepped on. The mare was definitely aggravated with him and he didn't see anything that he had messed up so Tsoda put his legs down firmly and stood still. "So... what exactly is a lady like you doin' workin.' You shouldn't have to be working!"  

[.Tortured. .Pumpkin.]

Chista raised a brow and looked at the stallion smugly. "Well if you must know, Nosy, I was trying to make the shadows darker. And then you stepped into them, so that didn't help me at all!" She grunted at the stallion. "Besides, working is good for you!" She grinned. "Not that you'd know much about that, anyway."