oops
[table width=85%][tr][td]
Indie had been in quite a good mood lately.
Really, it had been since their symposium with the wolves of Drageda. The mysterious Thuringwethil, so stalwart and laconic, had surprised her entirely — a commander! it made sense, though — the shrouded shewolf was built like a warrior and carried the disposition of one, and Indie felt a wolf of that mind was well deserved of her place amongst the pack’s leadership. But that realization had sparked something in the vaudevillian’s mind and she hungered for more of the dark woman. To say that topic had been on Indie’s mind lately was a major understatement. These sapphic feelings perplexed the tempest and for days she sat upon the northern cliffs of the island and mulled this over as she preened her fur and spit the bitter salt back into the sea. Perhaps Thuringwethil had enlightened her and piqued her interest with the mention of her red women, or perhaps it was something new and shiny that tempted Indie and she wanted it.
It was dusk when Indie came upon Kalika. There was a certain energy about it. The creature of the night slunk forward, greeting her with a single, sibilant “Gosling.”
[/td][/tr][/table]Really, it had been since their symposium with the wolves of Drageda. The mysterious Thuringwethil, so stalwart and laconic, had surprised her entirely — a commander! it made sense, though — the shrouded shewolf was built like a warrior and carried the disposition of one, and Indie felt a wolf of that mind was well deserved of her place amongst the pack’s leadership. But that realization had sparked something in the vaudevillian’s mind and she hungered for more of the dark woman. To say that topic had been on Indie’s mind lately was a major understatement. These sapphic feelings perplexed the tempest and for days she sat upon the northern cliffs of the island and mulled this over as she preened her fur and spit the bitter salt back into the sea. Perhaps Thuringwethil had enlightened her and piqued her interest with the mention of her red women, or perhaps it was something new and shiny that tempted Indie and she wanted it.
It was dusk when Indie came upon Kalika. There was a certain energy about it. The creature of the night slunk forward, greeting her with a single, sibilant “Gosling.”
“what a lovely day" says the butcher as she raises her arm
« Next Oldest | Next Newest »
Messages In This Thread
teenage angst (p.e) - by Kalika - March 12, 2017, 03:33 PM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Indie - March 12, 2017, 05:37 PM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Kalika - March 12, 2017, 07:26 PM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Indie - March 13, 2017, 11:35 PM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Kalika - March 14, 2017, 05:59 AM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Indie - March 21, 2017, 05:23 PM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Kalika - March 23, 2017, 09:58 PM
RE: teenage angst (p.e) - by Indie - April 11, 2017, 12:18 PM