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 Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 6:38 am
Only a predator could move so fast. One born to hunt and kill with a single strike. Latcho had thought it would be safer with him on the ground, even he was surprised by his speed. He was on his hooves in a moment, whirled and facing her. His eyes, red and gleaming, close to hers. The tentacles he normally kept hidden acting without thought as they reached out to touch, caress, stroke her face.
He stood there, waiting for words to come. But only an awed silence filled his mind. Pheonix smelled so warm and alive. He could feel her blood pumping under her skin, under his tentacles.
His tentacles! Suddenly chagrined, Latcho pulls the tentacles back, under his mane. He blushes and looks down at their hooves, so close together in the snow. And realized she still wasn't running.
"Why? Tell me . . . why? I . . . " Unable to keep himself back any longer he moves forward and lays his head along her neck. A sigh that is so deep it seems to come from his soul, "You are so beautiful and delicate and . . . strong and . . . Why? Why would you . . . want to be here? Why would . . . " Latcho's eyes close and he breathes in deeply. Her scent was better than blood on snow. And for the first time, his teeth didn't ache to sink into her skin. And something in him relaxes.
"Pheonix, I . . . " But no matter how quickly his thoughts churn, Latcho can't seem to find anything with which to finish that thought.
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Posted: Thu Nov 28, 2013 11:06 am
When he whirled toward her, Autumn Pheonix stood still and let her eyes flutter close, a small sigh escaping her as she felt his tentacles caress her face. It was a strange sensation, they tickled and their touch sent little shivers rippling under her skin. A small, pleased smile reached her lips and in the moments before he pulled his tentacles away from her face she felt like there was nothing better the world had to offer.
She slowly opened her eyes and when he rested his head along her neck, she turned to press her cheek against him. "Maybe...maybe my own instincts are screaming for me to stay. I can't.....I can't seem to want leave...I don't think I can." Her senses were over whelmed, she was surrounded and for the first time since arriving in these lands she felt truly...safe. Her smile continued as she leaned blissfully into Latcho, and if she was the teeniest bit true with herself, there was a bit of celebrating in her subconscious, feeling just the slightest bit of triumphant.
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Posted: Fri Nov 29, 2013 9:53 am
Latcho trembles softly. Then pulls back to look at Pheonix, his voice a bit gruff again. "You haven't eaten enough. You lost a lot of blood and it's cold and you should eat more. Get in out of the cold. You need to rest and heal." He winces a bit at the sound of his voice.
Shaking his head, it softens slightly, "Please."
He wasn't sure why he couldn't seem to talk to her normally, but Latcho was just happy that, despite everything, she was still there. "I'll see if I can find some more food, you need your strength." Despite his words, he doesn't move, happy to stand and gaze at her loveliness, to feel the heat of her, all day.
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