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Ears twitching at the warm voice tickling at the tiny hairs within them, Teacups eyes shot wide, a shiver swimming through her body and exiting with the flick of her tail. He was quite the charming stallion though she wouldnt allow that to get in the way! Not like she hadnt noticed the way his hair fell by the sides of his face and fluttered with the breeze and that seductive pur. No The fish bone piercing shining blindingly as the sun caught it. That had only made her more determined, as she sprung up back on to all fours she could see his jagged frame moving off in to the distance. She glared after him, ears folding back in alignment. Looking on to the path she could take, one that may help her cut him off then ran in that direction and towards the tree line. Once in it she ducked down low, making sure to creep only where she could spy him from the gaps in the foilage. Eying those magnificent items she was dying to clasp on to.

Where was he going? Teacups was unsure he even knew the answer to that question. Anywhere other than where she was, she presumed. Licking her lips, she could almost taste success,as she watched his figure shift only slightly, inching in the same direction.He was close, causing her to pad from one leg to the other very carefully, moulding in to the perfect shape for when she jumped him. All he needed to do was move past the tree and she would have him! Just a little further... She thought, with a delicious twist to her inner voice.

For the love of kittens! She leaped out from behind her wall of shrubbery and darted after him down the path. She kept her body low, scratching out with her hoof at the Key as it whipped about behind him, still attached to his tail and blinking as bright as a fireflies bottom. Was he trying to get away from her, or playing games? He was smart, that was what she knew if anything else. "How long are you going to run, pretty boy? You can't out run me forever!" She laughed in to the wind, continuing to chase the stallion down. "I'll have that key before you know it."

Teacups came to a grinding halt when he spun, almost crashing straight in to him. Her head was bent low when she jerked forward in to the stop, momentum propelling her backwards. Vision lifting, his chest came in to sight first, then her eyes caught on to his face shortly after that. Locking on to his big, bright eyes. Her ears fell back at the sound of his voice and she blushed, not being able to take her eyes off of his. They were filled with something infectious and she realised whatever was in them, she felt too. "What do you mean lock?" She asked, stubbornly like her tone would resist the heat from filling her cheeks anymore than it had. She lifted a curious brow. "Where would I find this lock?" From her awe struck state, she hadn't noticed that he was walking away from her.

She was slow to catch on but his words reminded her of her fathers riddles. He had often crafted them of love, grief, of a heartbeat and the ticking of a clock. "Lets see about that." She walked forward and without hesitation stuck her print in to his large one, clear as day that he was much bigger than she was even without the measure. She twisted her head to the side and smiled, eyes sliding over to him. "I will help you find this lock. It sounds important." She swished her tail and stepped out of his print, coming closer to him. It was the closest she had gotten since he appeared, his scent was intoxicating but she couldn't help but purr and cast him a pleasurable smile.

She watched him as he leaned in, carefully, lifting her ears and feeling them twitch as his soft, alluring voice tickled at them. How poetic. She wamred at the the words, her fangs slipping over her lips when she gave a warm smile to rival his romantic touch.She wasn't completely unaware of flirtation, or the feeling of attachment. The problem that she found was that it was never something that kept her attention for long. "If you're finished, I'd like to find this lock." She chuckled, slinking up to his side she brushed past him with a sensational purr, her soft boa and fur bristling against his coat and floating sleeves before walking past him and heading off in to the direction. She did flash his key an interested glance but she was already handed the playing cards and she wanted to find the ace in the deck rather than settle for a king.

Teacups continued to walk but when she felt his presence slip away, she stopped and turned her head to look over her shoulder at the figure. Blinking in wonder. "You'll never find it stood there." She knew that the lock wasn't something physical and what he was trying to get at but she wouldn't give him that satisfaction. Instant affection was the sign of a low quality 'lock', the key would never fit. Others spent their whole lives fighting for the right one, then giving up only to end up with something rusted. "How do you know that it's worth ever finding, if you don't make the effort to chase a little yourself?"

When he caught up, she grinned. "That's better." Now where would they start. It's not like they had a map or anything and she had heard a quote that when you lost an object you usually retraced your steps, only she wondered if it was lost or if it had never been found. Her lips fell lop sided in her thoughts. "Is this lost treasure?" That sounded more like a challenge when it left her mouth, yes, this was definitely treasure. "Or stolen?" She laughed, imagining him being chased by pirates or the famous mafia she had heard about rather than her.