Ravensblood Forest Tonight we are young
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Kitsch hadn’t meant anything by the slight purl of her voice – but it seemed that offense was taken. In all honesty, Kitsch was barely cognizant of anything she did. The pearl was a product of how she was raised and didn’t often put much thought into her own actions. Much like Pavlov’s dogs, Kitsch was really only aware of the pleasurable or displeasing reactions and adjusted her behavior to whatever her subconcious thought best.  Kitsch wasn’t critical or intentional; did not harbor forethought or much afterthought; she was a simple, vain creature that sought good feelings and repelled bad ones. She did what felt right in the moment because… well, why wouldn’t she? Kitsch got what she wanted and rarely had to ask twice – and it always seemed that men were more inclined to do her bidding if she asked with a smile. So used to this was she that the soft lilt in her voice barely registered in her own faculties – but her companions definitely did notice. A lot. Kitsch was somewhat surprised by the bluntness of his response, especially because the shortness seemed so very unsolicited. So he had a mate. Cool? Whatever. She didn’t really care.
 
“Yeah, I’m Kitsch –" she moved her lips to lackadaisically to mention her prestigious title and lineage… but quickly pursed her lips instead and cut her sentence off. The sharing of such information never seemed to produce the reaction she wanted… which was so different than her old pack, where the ink dipped girl rarely even needed to introduce herself. Her subjects already knew her, already knew everything about her! It had been so lovely to be the center of everyone's world and social sphere. But this was all so new [how…small and unimportant she seemed] and the unwelcome change continually vexed her. BUT Kitsch was determined not to have to prove herself to any of these… Teaghlaigh folk, so her eyebrows remained knitted together in slight consternation and her aquamarine gaze bounced from Dakarai to Lia, not feeling the need to be the one to carry the conversation.
smells  just   like  vanilla
kiss   is   sugary    sweet
skins warm like  an oven

& tastes like buttercream


Messages In This Thread
Tonight we are young - by Dakarai - February 26, 2017, 03:42 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Lia - February 26, 2017, 05:02 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Kitsch - February 27, 2017, 01:40 AM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Dakarai - February 27, 2017, 08:51 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Lia - February 27, 2017, 09:11 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Kitsch - February 28, 2017, 09:01 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Dakarai - March 01, 2017, 12:56 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Lia - March 03, 2017, 08:08 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Kitsch - March 06, 2017, 09:47 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Dakarai - March 07, 2017, 11:58 AM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Lia - March 07, 2017, 06:11 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Kitsch - March 11, 2017, 05:19 PM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Dakarai - March 12, 2017, 03:07 AM
RE: Tonight we are young - by Lia - March 12, 2017, 09:39 AM