March 30, 2022, 06:45 PM
Pressed to his side and then fluttering away, Tamar was gone before he could breathe her in. The man followed without hesitation. If asked, he would have said that she had earned a lifetime of kisses and a sea of adoration. For what she had endured before her arrival in Mereo, he did not imagine she deserved anything less.
At the base of the path, he nudged her cheek, taking his turn to dart ahead of her. The man wanted to show off for his wife, to make her pleased. He took a risk and leapt a gap in the rock, wagging his tail when he landed on the other side. There was a path that would allow for easier access. Arsenio simply could not shake the energy from his limbs. He waited until she had crossed to where he stood.
At the base of the path, he nudged her cheek, taking his turn to dart ahead of her. The man wanted to show off for his wife, to make her pleased. He took a risk and leapt a gap in the rock, wagging his tail when he landed on the other side. There was a path that would allow for easier access. Arsenio simply could not shake the energy from his limbs. He waited until she had crossed to where he stood.
I know the lady Imperator is your friend and she is good to you. What of the others? Aquene? Towhee?He wanted to know that Tamar had relationships in Mereo. He wanted her to feel loved by all who met her.
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RE: Mikró - by Arsenio - March 30, 2022, 06:45 PM