Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Spring begins to awaken...

Spring watches him walk off, a swagger to his step. She smiles, her gaze admiring his broad shoulders and narrow hips. She finds her eyes straying lower, her teeth chewing the corner of her bottom lip admiring the snug fit of his trousers and is startled as Kiril suddenly spins back.

Her eyes fly up to his face, but he is looking beyond her; she resumes breathing and observes, curious, as Kiril’s deep-timbered, soft voice speaks to Blaze and Blaze’s head cants to the side as if in thought, before bobbing up and down as if in eager agreement. Spring smiles shaking her head as Kiril turns and continues back to his bed-roll, Spring’s eyes glance again, before sighing contentedly.

Turning back to her feathered-friend. “You would have liked Oatty. Promise me you will stay clear of dangers, don’t go diving in somewhere just ‘cause you’re curious. Be careful, okay?” She swallows. Blaze hops beside her, tilting his head back and forth.

She crouches down, “You are a special creature, aren’t you?”

Blaze hops until his beak touches her nose, and he spreads his wings and wraps them as far around her as they reach for a brief second, then bounces back, folding his wings elegantly. His head swings around, looks toward Kiril and screeches before flapping and rising through the unrepaired opening in the roof.

“Brat,” Spring smiles, watching him go. She begins to prepare for the day.

“I’d like to learn Elven,” a tremor sinks in her stomach, her hands pausing in their motion. Hugging her arms around her body for a brief second, remembering the feel of Kiril's, a shiver tickling. “Focus Spring, focus.”

Her fingers crackle with buoyant vigour sizzling to release its wrath. “This is going to be a good day!” She glances to where Valeros and Panladan are gathering their things, she hopes they have slept well, too.

She joins the group at the path’s head, ready to set off into the city again, their job to make it safe and rid it of these pesky mudwumpies not yet done. Spring favours Kiril with a broad smile before she shyly swivels her head, nodding to Valerose and Dan, eager to expend some of this tightly-wound energy...

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