Post by ?SilentCallings? on Apr 27, 2013 16:48:56 GMT -5
** The German Shepherd had been sniffing around, inhaling deeply when he caught the stale scent of the over processed meat, probably hanging in the next room upon a silver hook, which would mean he would have to leap up and snatch it as a prize for the two of them, his tongue swiping at his lips in eager anticipation. His flesh burned beneath his ivory coat when he realized that she had heard his last few words, flaring from the tip of his tail to the smooth crease of his snout, swallowing with difficulty as he glued his golden eyes upon the left side of the room. Though because she was Flutter, nothing was awkward as she responded pleasantly, a shy smile appearing on his lips as she searched with him, his chin on top of her head as they went around one another, his heart thudding with a rapid intensity at her answer. It gave him confidence that he wasn't the only one having these strange feelings, making him feel like some gangly teenager all over again, not like the smooth player that he normally was, all of these emotions causing him to take deep breaths as to not stumble over his paws in his clumsy actions. She then parted away from him, the light thud of her paws against the wood like music to his ears as he hummed, continuing to forage, at least until he heard the strange drone of something hitting the roof, like the pattering of rain. Then all of a sudden, a booming crash of thunder echoed the world, lightening cracking against the side of the gift shop as his eyes widened, the electricity having had shattered a window, sending the glass spewing everywhere.
** He was across the room from his friend, and he felt intense worry for her as he heard her yelp, wanting to bolt over there to retriever her, keep her safe, though before he could do anything she began to cry out for him, his legs rushing to get him over there in a hurry. She was babbling about those dogs, the fur along his spine raising angrily at that, ready to beat someone to a pulp, but when he found her near the center of the abode, he saw no one else, only her bloodied paws, staining the creamy fur an eerie crimson as he frowned, hovering over her as she sang a sad song. He didn't like this tune, it wasn't as cheery as she normally was, plus the message it conveyed made him want to curl up beside her and tell her that everything in that was wrong, that she would be loved, for she was practically perfect, obviously any male could see that if they took enough time to see past the meek personality, for beneath that laid a treasure. He dipped his maw down to lick at the top of her head as the rain continued to pour like a war zone with rain, the tip of his maw tracing a line against her cranium as he whispered out to her, “Shh, it’ll be okay, come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” He then lifted her by the scruff of her neck, murmuring out the following terms, muffled by the mouthful of fur, “I’m sorry if this hurts, Flutter, I just don’t want you to walk.”
** He took her to that other chamber that he had thought he had smelled the meat in, settling her down on the rug, lying down beside her as he pressed his frame to her own, skull reaching over her petite bodice to nose at her injured mitts, his tongue reaching out to lap at the metallic substance. Oh how he adored her life liquid, it was so sweet, like honey, and he shut his eyes tightly, hating himself for enjoying the taste, but at least it was better so he could clean her up quicker, eliminating the risk of a dangerous infection. As he tried to ignore the loud noises from the storm outside, Malo listened as she described those brutes that were bothering her, burning their images into his mentality, ready to jump any of them if he saw them while around town, there would be no hesitation in his beating, show them not to mess with his Flutter. He finally finished up when the beautiful Canaan dog spoke of his charm from earlier in the morning, a guilt funneling in his chest as he replied with, “… That wasn't romance, Flutter, that was charm, and I was being a bad man in the morning, you didn't do anything wrong, it’s just that as we spent time together, I noticed that I couldn't bring myself to do anything horrible to you like I wanted to. Forgive me…” He then glanced away once, bringing his light irises to her again as he added, “This is being romantic, coming from my heart, You aren't ugly, Flutter, you’re one of the most beautiful girls I have seen, honest, and even if you weren't, just how sweet you are makes you so much more gorgeous than any woman around. You’re perfect.”
Amount: 859 Words.
Notes: AH MAH GHAD, THE FEELS ;W;
Muse: AMAZING<3
Tune: 100 Years ~ Five For Fighting
Tags: BluePlaid with Flutter; OPEN;
** He was across the room from his friend, and he felt intense worry for her as he heard her yelp, wanting to bolt over there to retriever her, keep her safe, though before he could do anything she began to cry out for him, his legs rushing to get him over there in a hurry. She was babbling about those dogs, the fur along his spine raising angrily at that, ready to beat someone to a pulp, but when he found her near the center of the abode, he saw no one else, only her bloodied paws, staining the creamy fur an eerie crimson as he frowned, hovering over her as she sang a sad song. He didn't like this tune, it wasn't as cheery as she normally was, plus the message it conveyed made him want to curl up beside her and tell her that everything in that was wrong, that she would be loved, for she was practically perfect, obviously any male could see that if they took enough time to see past the meek personality, for beneath that laid a treasure. He dipped his maw down to lick at the top of her head as the rain continued to pour like a war zone with rain, the tip of his maw tracing a line against her cranium as he whispered out to her, “Shh, it’ll be okay, come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” He then lifted her by the scruff of her neck, murmuring out the following terms, muffled by the mouthful of fur, “I’m sorry if this hurts, Flutter, I just don’t want you to walk.”
** He took her to that other chamber that he had thought he had smelled the meat in, settling her down on the rug, lying down beside her as he pressed his frame to her own, skull reaching over her petite bodice to nose at her injured mitts, his tongue reaching out to lap at the metallic substance. Oh how he adored her life liquid, it was so sweet, like honey, and he shut his eyes tightly, hating himself for enjoying the taste, but at least it was better so he could clean her up quicker, eliminating the risk of a dangerous infection. As he tried to ignore the loud noises from the storm outside, Malo listened as she described those brutes that were bothering her, burning their images into his mentality, ready to jump any of them if he saw them while around town, there would be no hesitation in his beating, show them not to mess with his Flutter. He finally finished up when the beautiful Canaan dog spoke of his charm from earlier in the morning, a guilt funneling in his chest as he replied with, “… That wasn't romance, Flutter, that was charm, and I was being a bad man in the morning, you didn't do anything wrong, it’s just that as we spent time together, I noticed that I couldn't bring myself to do anything horrible to you like I wanted to. Forgive me…” He then glanced away once, bringing his light irises to her again as he added, “This is being romantic, coming from my heart, You aren't ugly, Flutter, you’re one of the most beautiful girls I have seen, honest, and even if you weren't, just how sweet you are makes you so much more gorgeous than any woman around. You’re perfect.”
Amount: 859 Words.
Notes: AH MAH GHAD, THE FEELS ;W;
Muse: AMAZING<3
Tune: 100 Years ~ Five For Fighting
Tags: BluePlaid with Flutter; OPEN;
