ARAXES
tender heart
Her nose wrinkled at the sight of sand, more so at the fact a few grains landed on her nose, itching their way down the sensitive skin to drop off on the cave floor. "I can't imagine walking in the desert myself, I'd be cleaning sand from my wings and hair for weeks." It was a soft statement, but she imagined herself in the sand, the grains tangling in to her tail and all over her wings and head. It was an interesting sight, mentally.
Shaking the thought away, she waited for an answer on her question, shifting her foreleg just a little, the burn lessening little by little over time, and she drew in a slow breath, feeling heat wash over her. From head to hooves, and everywhere in between, she felt a trickle of warmth, namely in her chest and belly (and face) as she felt the weight of the large stallion's neck on hers.
It was... oddly comfortable, and it felt like they were taking a new step somewhere. Where, she had no idea, but somewhere.
Araxes felt the small twitch of her ears in response to the breath she felt, and her eyes tilted upward, glancing to find a much darker eye looking back at her, and something in her seemed to stutter for a moment. Just a brief, small, moment.
"Oh.. that.. that must be a nice, powerful position." Her voice was startlingly soft, a tender whisper of surprise more than a squeak of any sort, and her breathing picked up, despite her sleepy stance. She chalked it up to simply finally losing the adrenaline from earlier, and her head gave a tilt, pausing to press wholly against Torstein's instead, silent.
Shaking the thought away, she waited for an answer on her question, shifting her foreleg just a little, the burn lessening little by little over time, and she drew in a slow breath, feeling heat wash over her. From head to hooves, and everywhere in between, she felt a trickle of warmth, namely in her chest and belly (and face) as she felt the weight of the large stallion's neck on hers.
It was... oddly comfortable, and it felt like they were taking a new step somewhere. Where, she had no idea, but somewhere.
Araxes felt the small twitch of her ears in response to the breath she felt, and her eyes tilted upward, glancing to find a much darker eye looking back at her, and something in her seemed to stutter for a moment. Just a brief, small, moment.
"Oh.. that.. that must be a nice, powerful position." Her voice was startlingly soft, a tender whisper of surprise more than a squeak of any sort, and her breathing picked up, despite her sleepy stance. She chalked it up to simply finally losing the adrenaline from earlier, and her head gave a tilt, pausing to press wholly against Torstein's instead, silent.
@Torstein (shhh you're fine -paps ur face- )
