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 Posted: Mon Oct 11, 2010 5:35 pm
Chewing. Just keep chewing, he kept telling himself as he stared into those blue orbs, and for a few seconds he even would have said that he stared straight through them. There was a glimpse of frolicking in a green meadow, bugs of bright colors flying about, flowers of even brighter colors... he shook his head, and it just so happened that this shake coincided with the doe making sure it hadn't been too much trouble.
One more shake of the head and he realized that he had been stuck in this trance even as she ate every morsel of meat, stood up, twirled, and.... thanked him? What was that? he wondered for a second, but before he got caught up in all those thoughts again he straightened up, stood and offered a slight bow of the head as he responded.
"No trouble, precious. I hunt day in, day out, and the meat comes easily. The cleaning though..." he looked away for just a moment before shrugging it off with, "... well let's just say I don't do that often. I like my meat warm and almost breathing." A wink and a devilish grin sprouted on his maw as he licked his lips to prove his point.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2010 4:33 pm
The doe was absolutely delighted that she hadn't been any trouble to the buck. Having no mind he had basically kidnapped her, and assuming he saved her from falling asleep in some random place, she smiled at him. He had even done something he wouldn't normally have done, for her! It was something special. How nice of him! Oh, he was so nice! Her bright eyes almost seemed to get brighter as she started at him.
"You are so nice!" She burst out, and then retracted, embarrassed at herself.
She found herself tilting her head, her hair sliding down her back, thinking for a moment. He must like her, right? She was breathing, after all, right? She had to question this a bit because she kept losing her breathe in front of the buck. He wanted her alive right, and hopefully didn't want to eat her, that wouldn't be very good at all. If he bit her, she'd have to bite back and that wouldn't be very lady like at all.
"You like me..." She paused for a moment to grab her breath, "... breathing, right?" The doe asked, curiously.
She didn't seem to mind at all that the buck had basically told her he liked to eat things that would probably squirm and wiggle in his mouth. It was a little odd, but so was the way she was staring so intently at the buck, her bright blue eyes fascinated on him. Her eyes slowly went down him, looking at the flowers she had laid over him. She did a good job!
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 3:34 pm
Another look of shock. (How many times can someone really be shocked? A lot, it seemed like.) Nice? Did she just call him.... nice? But as his brow furrowed and anger began to boil up inside of him at the mere thought of being nice, he caught sight of her hair sliding down her back and found himself -yet again- staring at her body, her coat, and the strangeness of this all.
Without thinking -as he was caught up in other thoughts, mainly trying to explain what had happened-, he responds, "Yes, breathing. Wouldn't want you to stop doing that." But as he ponders the situation more and more, he becomes perplexed and even more confused. He can't explain what had happened, or for that matter why. All he knows is that he founds this beautiful being, captured her and dragged her here, to his home. Then he fed her with clean meat (what a tragedy really), and now here she was... applying horrid flowers to his scales and horns, and looking at him with goo-goo eyes that just seemed to keep getting bigger and bigger the more they stared at him. What the hell had he gotten himself into?
With that one question (among many other quieter ones) floating about in his mind, he sits there in front of his cave trying to figure this out, and should she ask him any more questions he would most likely fall silent almost as if he can't see anything around him and is lost inside of his own mind. So much had gone astray today that he can't quite handle both his thoughts and reality. Nuzzles, flowers, compliments, nice, sharing a meal, breathing does in his lair... what the hell had happened? And what was he going to do now?!
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