June 17, 2016, 06:50 PM
He was noticed-- heaven forbid the young girl would miss anything so important. Not important meaning potential threat, no-- important meaning Christ on a cracker would you look at that face. He could be the devil himself and the girl would have never known-- Satan was, afterall, God's most beautiful angel. Portia scents him not too far off as a gentle wind kicks up. It's a warm wind and does nothing to help cool off, but it's in her favor in this moment.
She looks up, blinks her stunning green eyes for a moment and stares directly at the stranger. She makes eye contact, not really minding the possible consequences. If he was hostile he would've attacked, not barked for her attention. She knows her way around communication, she has it down pat. Besides, her mama always said a little rough housing was always a good way to spice things up.
"Hun," she says, tipping her delicate white head to the side. "It's hot as hell out here-- how can you stand it with that gorgeous black pelt of yours?"
She looks up, blinks her stunning green eyes for a moment and stares directly at the stranger. She makes eye contact, not really minding the possible consequences. If he was hostile he would've attacked, not barked for her attention. She knows her way around communication, she has it down pat. Besides, her mama always said a little rough housing was always a good way to spice things up.
"Hun," she says, tipping her delicate white head to the side. "It's hot as hell out here-- how can you stand it with that gorgeous black pelt of yours?"
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RE: Pearl - by Portia - June 17, 2016, 06:50 PM