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 Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 3:55 pm
Slavic couldn't help but flash her a cheezy grin. She still had that teasing tone to her voice but he liked it-it was better than being ordered around or talked down. And he barely remembered his father speaking of how females were-
They will tease you and taunt you-sometimes act like they have no 'ntrest in you at all... but in their hearts they really really wanna jus' stay by your side..."
He rubbed his shaggy head against her-his dark nose nuzzling her chest lightly. "Didn't ever wonder why I smell so sweet sometimes..." He said with a small laugh. He lifted his head and scouted for a moment to see if perhaps Machu was present but-he spotted nothing. He then began to fold his legs shut and lay himself down amongst the flowers-sending up a few as he impacted. One floated down and landed upon his back-laying neatly on the brown fur. He craned his head to look at it, before he pressed his nose against its soft petals. The flower stuck to him, and allowed him to lift it up-stuck to his snout. He chuckled. "Come... lay down and rest..."
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 4:06 pm
"Here, I thought it was just your natural musk, Slavic, I wouldn't think otherwise unless you are hiding it from me," she giggled, playfully poking at him. She did find it odd at first that he did have that hint of flower under that wild dog smell, but she had gotten so used to it, maybe even picking it up herself, she never questioned it. The little motion he made was amusing, to see someone who could potentially become a leader of a herd or a family be so gentle as he was now. It was starting to become corny romantic but she could live with that.
Nodding, Kupala moved herself beside him, resting her head under his, laying her ears flat against her skull, bleeping sheepishly. Under that bed of flowery scent, there was that rough musky odor most males had, it was assuring that he wasn't a girly girl smelly Waterbuck. That made her giggle.
"I can certainly... get used to this."
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Posted: Tue Jan 13, 2009 4:51 pm
Slavic watched her tuck her own legs in and nestle down against him-her head under him-making little noises like fawns made when nursing. A sound of comfort and happiness. This made him content as well. Perhaps she was finally starting to come to terms that-he was not leaving her and she-would never leave him. He sighed a happy sigh, looking down at her with calm eyes. "No... I am afraid all us males smell like we do... but the flowers help-"
He nestled into her warmth and the sweet smell of both her and the flowers intoxicated him. He lay his head atop her, making little bleeping sounds of his own. Like he would do to his children. "Yes..." He said simply, shutting his eyes-but his ears remained upright. He then drifted into a wary sleep-waiting for any sound to awaken him.
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