jane
Jane shivered a little bit as Sol’s muzzle dipped towards her skin. She was not used to touch, and she hoped that that wasn’t obvious. She returned the gesture- he was handsome, and confident. “Very beautiful,” she replied, and took a moment to consider that he smelt beautiful too. I know that I have no issue with the age difference. So he was definitely receptive. Jane smirked to herself. “Neither do I.”
His comments on her deities made a little thrill in her chest. She didn’t really know if they were real, didn’t know if she was theist or devotee. Once again, she shivered at his words, for it had been a long time since she had experienced any of this kind of attention. At the back of her mind, Jane thought of the fact that this had been what kicked her out, that this had been what had ruined her in the eyes of her court, in her nation, in her family. But she was young, and rebellious, and simply didn’t care. She nudged her nose gently against his neck; admiring the fact that he was tall enough for her to have to reach. “I can be beastly myself, too.”
Angora had been a land of not just four gods, but of thousands. It was said that they walked among the herd, taking different forms. Aalis, the first creator, who had spun the world from a story at a party. They were sober figures, but a number of them were known to be not as admirable. Drunkards, creeps, troubadours, these were the figures that decorated her mythology. Jane had learnt about all of them, of course. “I’d be happy to tell you more, if our conversation continues,” she said, nearly a purr.
At the question of her stay in Novus, she hesitated a bit before speaking. “What is ‘new’, anyway? A day, a week, a year? I’ve been here a month, so I would say that I’m new, but it’s hard to be sure. You mentioned that you had returned to Novus, so would you classify yourself as new?” Jane challenged slightly, amusement in her voice.
@[Sol Bestiam] / speaks / <3 to u too
