Dragoncrest Cliffs i’m brimming over,
wearing my dream like a diadem in some better land.
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As she took a few moments to compose herself, and drudge up the rest of what she had to say, she situated herself more on elbow and side. In her reminiscing, she'd forgotten how much proximity they truly shared; ivory-pale fur, heady for the winter, flickered just along his own. Her back, broad and svelte at the same time, pressed along his shoulder, his flank. And her head, if she'd wanted to lean back, would've held just in breadth of his jawline.

She kept herself absolutely still; holding her breath, just in case he was still a bit terse with her from before. But then, she heard the inquiry of his, and turned her mind, almost reluctantly, from the swath of warmth that was him. It gave her no time to focus on the intimacy--at least, of the body. Or the way her heart ached, holding its own breath, at the heartfelt curiosity in his voice.

"B-by learning fhem," she breathed, stumbling over a word; carefully keeping herself perched up on an elbow. Her finely-shaped head was turned, pointedly gazing out into winter's gloom, but enough so that the pink of her nose and unacknowledged flush of her cheeks were visible. "Charting them in my mind. When I arrived to Teekon, I admit they... almost turned me North again."  Her ears flattened in slight humility, but she went on. "Unfortunately, they turned me South, too. Until I hear even a whisper of him, I have to become a part of them; to see them as they see me.”

“Ahm... but I was able to let them lead me to ze seas. Vonnaruil has always wanted to see ze shores, for we have never been able to before." 
Then, ever-so carefully turning her head a smidgen, just to eye up at him, "It is why I came here. On a hope of some memory, at least. Ze last thing I expected was a dead coyote and a pack to join."

She was more than certain that Drageda hadn’t expected her, either... but she hoped it was at least in some appreciative way. Almost hoped, sometimes.

And she paused again, keeping the one shy, sleepy eye on Verx, allowing him to process it all before she delved into the last segment--to really explain herself for tonight. Allowed her minute form to remain so faintly pressing along his; ready to flinch away the moment any negative disfavor showed.
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i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 19, 2018, 12:04 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 19, 2018, 10:31 PM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 19, 2018, 10:58 PM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 19, 2018, 11:11 PM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 20, 2018, 12:58 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 12:16 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 12:45 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 01:32 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 01:54 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 02:01 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 02:17 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 02:25 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 02:49 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 03:17 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 03:37 AM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 03:50 PM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 04:27 PM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Vercingetorix - December 22, 2018, 04:39 PM
RE: i’m brimming over, - by Andraste - December 22, 2018, 04:56 PM