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Post by Sulwyn on Sept 15, 2014 21:30:48 GMT -6
LIGHTS WILL GUIDE YOU HOME
✿The pages were full of pictures and colors. She watched with intent and was silent the entire time.. a longer time than she had been ever before. She also sat still by the woman's side, even her tail lying by her thigh and ears relaxed. Her head turned with every page, face getting closer and closer and occasionally sniffing certain images. When the book finally got to an end, her ears twitched and she looked a bit confused. Oh, was it over? Did it still open with the same things? It smelled the same. When the woman stood and spoke her name again, heading towards the water, Sulwyn looked there too and took a few limping steps nice and slow towards the edge.. barely testing what exactly she was being asked to do. The redhead splashed the water to her face and the fox's eyes looked from the dampness to the slowly wading river. She headed to the bank and lowered her face, palms low on the grass, and took a few scoops with her tongue. Eventually she tipped her tail in, flopping around at her side so that it dangled in a few inches to test the temperature. It was nice.. a little cold. But that made it great for drinking. Sulwyn turned her head towards the woman... and then looked over to the side before hobbling back behind her slowly. The fox... was playful now. Her ears flicked about and she licked over the edges of her fangs before eyeing around her back. Hopefully the woman was still cupping up water.. the river was deep enough that it was safe. After all, Sulwyn never had any bad intention. So she sniffed around her spine a little, at the edge of her clothes.. and nudged her head forward against it in hopes to get her to tip. After, she just chirped and sort of bounced around a little with a smile on her face, fidgeting about in different directions. tag: GERALDINE ▪ words: 330 ▪ ooc: - Play time! |
BY KERRIA ♥ OF GANGNAM STYLE
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Post by Geraldine Killian on Sept 24, 2014 20:55:28 GMT -6
Geraldine felt a strange rush as her head plummeted forward into the icy waters of the shallow end. It was a frightening but invigorating thing. She struggled, now on her hands and knees, boots filling with water and her clothing completely soaked through. Her hair drifted down stream a bit, looking like blood red silk being washed.
... She chuckled, shivering, before standing up. She checked her hands to be certain they were not bleeding from catching herself and then reached down to take off her boots, dumping the water out, a minnow also flopped out of one, splashing unceremoniously into the water. Apparently she wasn't the only one who'd been surprised. When she went to empty out the other boot she slung the water over at Sulwyn.
Chuckling uneasily, she began stripping off her wet clothing to lay in the grass. Well... surely it would dry before she made her way home... or before her father saw it...
On her body there were many scars and bruises from training that she herself paid no mind to. She knelt down in the water and stuck her face in, blowing bubbles gently as she washed her face and eyes. Then she took another deep drink before looking over at Sulwyn and waving her in.
"Come on. It's chilly, but it's not too cold once you get use to it."
((OOC: Sorry so Short)
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Post by Sulwyn on Oct 9, 2014 22:17:43 GMT -6
LIGHTS WILL GUIDE YOU HOME
✿Sulwyn paced with jerking and hasty movements on all fours, chirping and barking with a wide smile of success and joy. She would lower her chest and head down often with her rear in the air, fluffed tail waving wildly - bouncing around in that 'prowler-like' stance. When Geraldine came up from the shallow water and dumped her boots, Sulwyn rolled around on her back and began to toss up the braided purple flowers that had been handed to her. She kicked them and pawed at them with her legs bent far enough to keep her feet by her hands. She bit them then, shaking her head violently side to side while rolling back over onto all fours, Soon, water splashed in her face and she jolted back a foot or so with a wrinkled nose and blinked to her caretaker with an alert and innocent expression. Immediately she returned to her prowling, playful stance before mindlessly hopping into the water - clothes and all. Sulwyn pranced and rolled, hopping and attacking the water. Her hair, ears, and tail were soon drenched with the rest of her. The fox kit hopped onto the red-headed woman and playfully began to bite at her hair and shoulder. The water temperature wasn't too bad for her.. she enjoyed the shallow swim. Sulwyn attempted to pounce around her in hopes to pin her down much like any fox would do to an animal they played with. Eventually she would just let out a calmer, rowling noise before nuzzing her wet hair into the nape of the woman's neck and against her collarbones, itching her own ears and showing signs of affection. tag: GERALDINE ▪ words: 275 ▪ ooc: - Mnnn! |
BY KERRIA ♥ OF GANGNAM STYLE
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Post by Geraldine Killian on Oct 15, 2014 23:52:19 GMT -6
Theme for this postGeraldine chuckled and spun, holding Sulwyn close. So this is what it felt like to be loved completely... to be part of a real relationship that didn't involve blood and money or duty and responsibility. Just to be appreciated for the simple fact that you are kind and loving to someone who is kind and loving in return. She hadn't had this very much. Her father didn't like sentimentality. Said it got in the way of duty. ...She wondered in the back of her mind if he'd take her head should the occasion call for it... the way he'd required that she take her uncle's head. Her smile dimmed slightly and she continued petting Sulwyn's head, snuggling her close in the water, taking a pseudo bath without any soap. "...We'll be ok, Sulwyn. I promise that." She was thinking herself of how she'd never allow her father to injure Sulwyn, and realized that she was disobeying again. Killians did not stand between duty and sentimentality. Love was sentiment. Love was secondary. Blood and duty were first. Responsibility to the land and the people. That was direly important. It kept society alive so that the folk that needed sentimentality to have meaning in their lives could live peacefully. ...Though her mother seemed to believe differently. Living under the priestesses that worshiped Orik so completely had changed her views. To her, the sentiment was what made our duty worth doing, and if we lost it, we wouldn't have any reason to believe in duty. The love Orik showed us by returning our lands to us from the Empire made our duty to him all the stronger. In the same vein, that love gave us a reason to trust in the ideals behind the duties given to us. ...It gave Killians a reason to do what they did... She slowly sunk into the water, fingers stroking through Sulwyn's autumn colored hair. "...Beautiful, special amazing little girl... a gift from Orik to a soul who doesn't deserve it... to a Killian Green girl... with a red mark on her soul..."
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