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Note from the Player: Please respect that this is a private RP between Secret Silence and myself. Also, this was started in thread ( here), and will be continued here because my schedule and hers do not mesh well.

Story thus far: Bezeichnung & Midnight Light are at an oasis near the evening time, he in a tree and she on a rock. As they spoke she decided to try to climg the tree to join him, but made the mistake of looking down and is now frozen in place with fear....




"You'll slip, otherwise." He spoke calmly, then settled his dark head back on his curled leg, left eye watching Midnight scaling the tree he was perched on. "Calm yourself, Vixen Midnight." The stellar's jay colored starfox rose to his feet, arching his back just a moment before making his way down the tree; his hind end first - it appeared that he bear hugged the tree and used his claws to anchor himself into the bark to stay up. Once next to Midnight, he whuffed and touched her shoulder with his nose. "It is not far, do as I do, or you will fall."

His bushy tail flicked a bit and he wiggled his ears at her comment about tree-climbing not being proper. "Good. Move like so, little vixen." It seemed that the male clawed into the bark with his forelegs and pulled up while using his powerful hindlegs to push up at the same time; the result was a hitching sort of bear-hug climbing method that would likely be made easier for her thanks to her wings. "Use your wings to help, vixen Midnight...it will be easier." Zei moved slowly up the tree so that she could keep up - and also so he could bite and grab her scruff if she started sliding.

He cocked his head to the left, blinking a bit when she slid back down the tree trunk. "As you wish, vixen Midnight." The enigmatic star fox with the blind eye made his way back up the tree trunk - it seemed he must do this alot, because he climbed gracefully and quickly; perching back upon his favored limb to watch Midnight's flight.

"Careful, little vixen--" But it was too late to speak warnings, the precarious perch she had chosen was giving out under her weight. Bezei moved quickly and caught her by the scruff, pulling the multi-hued female onto the thick limb he'd been laying on earlier. "We are light, but we are not feathers!"

The dark-blue star fox said nothing while he had the vixen's scruff in his jaws, but once she was safely deposited onto the limb, he fluffed his tail and sat back on his haunches. "That leaf, vixen Midnight, and now myself. You are not featherweight." He turned his head a bit, automatically - his blind eye wasn't horrible looking, just milky and blank. "And no, I cannot. Only darkness and light."

Bezei chuffed and shook himself before settling back as before; he dipped his head and groomed one of his slender legs. "Fell from a tree." He did that odd half-laughing, half chuckling thing again, head lifted up to gaze at the heavens. "I am drawn higher, endlessly higher. To return from whence I came, vixen Midnight." Oh, if he only had wings!

Midnight might not have wanted to be higher, but Bezei did - oh, it was his most feverent wish! Flight! To be closer to the skies that called to him on a most primal level; in a manner that tugged his insides the way one would expect thoughts of a distant lover to do.

"Vixen Midnight, were it so easy to grow wings, I would have them already." But the thought was very attractive, and his slinky little mind wound around it, mulling it over as he patiently groomed his paws, watching the female star fox huddling against the tree limb.

"No, it was not smart to fall, but I was young and knew not any better." His muzzle skinned back a bit in a show of teeth that just had to be a smile. "Do not worry, little vixen, I will not let you fall."

It seemed that Bezei thought the same thing when she mentioned falling, but he was a gentleman enough that he didn't mention her ability to fly and keep herself from being injured in the event of a fall. "Yes, of course vixen Midnight." Bezei couldn't help that he was creepy - he spent entirely too much time in Syrie's lab to have come out normally...from the time he was a mote in his jar even up to now, he was a lab creature. Always would be.

"I could not think how that might be accomplished, little vixen." He admired her wings, a soft chrring sound rising from somewhere low in his feathery, fluffy chest; the dark star fox's good eye glittered with open admiration and yes, envy. "Lovely wings, vixen Midnight..." Oh, he found her attractive yes, and perhaps even more so with her wings and her softness - the naivete that shone through with her every action.

The male Starfox chrred a bit - the thought of being up in the air to feel the cooler atmosphere kissing his fur was one that was quite tempting... "Perhaps, little vixen....perhaps." Midnight's cuddling up against him wasn't unwelcome, and certainly it did not go unnoticed. "Of course I won't, vixen Midnight....I am not so careless with others as I am with myself." He chuckled and twisted his head so he could chuff and groom at her wings a little. "Whom do you speak of, little vixen?"