10-31-2018, 03:46 AM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 340px; line-height:120%; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; margin-bottom:5px"]Course of time, savage beast tearing through the threads of each life, uncaring to the events finding their beginning or conclusion within its wake. A great deal had passed since the creature deemed Esma – bitter such a name, curling about a tongue that sought the weight of something more – had permitted themself chance to socialise with another. Rare had become the angular features curved back, savage grin found home upon lips toned in a dark shade, hidden as it might have been by weight of leather and thin wood. There was no distinct lack in their presence, but a minor player within this, scheme playing out beyond the curtains closed about unsure thoughts.
It had not been such simplistic a want as companion, a shoulder upon which to lean or an ear that may be forth coming of any words silvered tongue may utter within its direction, rather it was more base. Hunger curled stomach, left it grumbling as heavy the presence of it settled about a frame grown thin. Annoyed groan escaped lips drawn back from the sharp curve of teeth as the first touches of light found dark eyes, unaccustomed to such after a great deal of time shut away, working on various projects. Slow was it all to come together, pieces of it missing still and so they had to deal with each in turn.
It mattered not how slow and halting it was progress was being made, pace quickening as the year drew towards it conclusion with startling speed.
Brief the flick of gaze, attention finding the stranger nothing more than an oddity, yet back it was drawn as mind ticked over possibility. Short fur seemed to give way to leather, skin stretched and tight in patterning of scale, yet the weight of a mane about neck spoke of something else. Gentle hum pushed through the hard line of pursed lips, interest within this other enough to shift their prior direction towards him. For a time there was no words as gaze moved along the figure the hybrid presented, aspects clear about the broad shape, drawn together with no real care as to who the product at the end may look.
“It is water,” gentle voice, strange as the words leave their tongue. Fictional brow quirks in look of curiosity, the touch of a small smile upon their lips. “Have you not seen it before?”
It had not been such simplistic a want as companion, a shoulder upon which to lean or an ear that may be forth coming of any words silvered tongue may utter within its direction, rather it was more base. Hunger curled stomach, left it grumbling as heavy the presence of it settled about a frame grown thin. Annoyed groan escaped lips drawn back from the sharp curve of teeth as the first touches of light found dark eyes, unaccustomed to such after a great deal of time shut away, working on various projects. Slow was it all to come together, pieces of it missing still and so they had to deal with each in turn.
It mattered not how slow and halting it was progress was being made, pace quickening as the year drew towards it conclusion with startling speed.
Brief the flick of gaze, attention finding the stranger nothing more than an oddity, yet back it was drawn as mind ticked over possibility. Short fur seemed to give way to leather, skin stretched and tight in patterning of scale, yet the weight of a mane about neck spoke of something else. Gentle hum pushed through the hard line of pursed lips, interest within this other enough to shift their prior direction towards him. For a time there was no words as gaze moved along the figure the hybrid presented, aspects clear about the broad shape, drawn together with no real care as to who the product at the end may look.
“It is water,” gentle voice, strange as the words leave their tongue. Fictional brow quirks in look of curiosity, the touch of a small smile upon their lips. “Have you not seen it before?”