"And I can count the times I've met a human unafraid on one hand."
She doesn't poke any longer, the karateka going down onto both knees before this larger creature and relaxing her hands onto both thighs.
Quietly preparing a meditative kneel before them.
"And I can count the times I've met a human unafraid on one hand."
He turns his back to her now, just looking at her face was beginning to set him off.
As always, simply trying to shoo her away was only bringing her closer.
He turns his back to her now, just looking at her face was beginning to set him off.
Poking his nose.
Poke poke.
"I am TRYING to train, something I cannot do with you around."
Then came that ever pompous cackle of hers. It was soothing to those who fawned over her. But to the rare few like the werewolf? Not so much. 💧
"I am TRYING to train, something I cannot do with you around."
Hovering form drawing nearer to the ever tested Jon.
She knows the answer, yet says it anyway for her own self-gratification.
She could never understand someone who willingly chooses solitude, and hermit-like conditions.
The succubus believes she can warm him up to enjoying some more socializing, and entertaining her in the process. Even if it may be a one sided affair . . . ✨
She could never understand someone who willingly chooses solitude, and hermit-like conditions.
The succubus believes she can warm him up to enjoying some more socializing, and entertaining her in the process. Even if it may be a one sided affair . . . ✨
His brow tenses up. He can sense someone staring at him. Eventually, one eye opens to shoot the succubus a glare.
His brow tenses up. He can sense someone staring at him. Eventually, one eye opens to shoot the succubus a glare.
Talbain observes these tenants as he meditates beneath a great tree, which was beginning to regain its color for spring.
Talbain observes these tenants as he meditates beneath a great tree, which was beginning to regain its color for spring.
As if being led by instinct, the werewolf would begin trailing @dawnofsorrow.bsky.social through the dark night…
As if being led by instinct, the werewolf would begin trailing @dawnofsorrow.bsky.social through the dark night…