@ back again.

<font color='#F8F8FF'>Out of Character
It didn't suck at all you silly goose.

In Character
Chocolate feet unfurled from beneath the sprightly femme and she also stood. She teetered a bit on the uneven sand and shook her pelt with a vigorous woof. Sand sprayed out and Okkie laughed when some grains sailed in Fe'shi's direction. Her coy chuckle ebbed away and she was left standing there... a splendidly colored pendragon female with tousled ivory wings and innocent baby blues. The Kanji insignia beneath her right orb flashed as she turned her cheek to Fe'shi a bit... as if asking for a kiss. But the next moment she bounded towards him like an excited kitten. Purring and snarling playfully as she skipped around in front of him while dipped into a faux-bow.

"Hm... I know what you are trying to say. We have only known each other for a few moments... but it feels like it has been a life time. Does it not? We definitely share something. Perhaps a spirit like you say. Who knows... You are special to me too."

This last bit was added as if it was an afterthought... but Okkie's mock-demonic expression said otherwise. Once more she launched her feminine body towards him. Her wings flared as her forepaws clouted 'round his shoulders. She placed a sound nip on his nose... then pivoted and sprang away across the sands.</font>

 

<font color='#F8F8FF'><span style="font-size:8pt;font-family:tahoma;color:white"><font color=silver># out of character @</font>
sorry about the delay, aaron. xx;

<font color=silver># in character @</font>
as her caramel bodice trotted over the sands, okkie sneaked a coy look over her shoulder. fe’shi was still near the rocks, flirting back and forth, his tail-flame glittering in what the femme presumed to be high spirits. her own movements ceased, and small paws swiveled a bit as ’kie turned her slim torso to gaze at the male more raptly. there was no question — he was in a playful mood. yet, he was not following her! okkie’s maw yawned open and a coarse bark issued forth. one of her soft ears pricked, and she added a snort to the beckoning call. then, her effervescent oculars dancing, the winged female turned fluidly and glided over the swaying silts.

before long, okkie had swerved around a bend in the rocky shoreline, and fe’shi melted from view behind her. stealthily, and with a small smile upon her lips, the she-’dragon prowled towards the outcropping on the beach, and between two boulders. yes, she’d left a trail of sweet and tangy scents, but as she crouched there and chortled, she had to wonder if her newfound friend would be able to find her.</span></font>

 

<font color='#F8F8FF'><span style="font-family:verdana; line-height:9px; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:7pt; color:white; text-transform:lowercase;">She remained there, as still as an ice cube and as quiet as a church mouse. Only her bright blue orbs moved; roving and shifting to keep tabs on her surroundings. A timid maritime breeze attempted to skate over the rocks around her, to lick at her fur and cause it to rustle. But Okkie pressed herself further into her niche, and kept her plume stamped to the shale with her left hind leg. She would not be found easily — and hopefully not at all. For as the chocolate and marshmallow pendragon hid there, she formulated a certain plan in her well-oiled mind...

Soon enough, Fe’shi’s loping figure came around the bend in the shoreline. ’Kie fought the instant urge to leap from her location and tackle him into the silt; victorious and not quite lady-like. Her ears flicked as the male pawed his way towards the rocks and boulders, and he seemed to be testing the air. Finally, only when her legs began to shake with eagerness, Okkie bounced from her hiding spot, claws outstretched, and tumbled into Fe’shi.

“Gotcha!”</span></font>

 

<font color='#F8F8FF'><span style="font-family:verdana; font-size:7pt; color:white; line-height:9px; letter-spacing:0px; text-transform:lowercase;">The generally unsane femme almost immediately wheeled away from the male’s coy bats and clouts. Her feet were delicate on the sand as she pranced around the fallen male, her tail whipping in the air like a grandiose, chocolate sail. Ears cupped forward as Okkie dipped, and a wing-tip gingerly brushed Fe’shi on the cheek. It was an honest and platonic gesture, one of newly-born affection, and then, bands and all, XII reared and sprinted away.

But her journey was not destined to be long. She scuttled back after a few moments, this time with her paws skipping through the surf. Her ivory aerial gear was lifted quite high, and her keen eyes smiled as she jogged towards her counterpart once again.

“You called me your pet back there. Tsk! I am the pet of nobody. I’m a free spirit. And you, my sweet, are my chosen prey.”

A hearty nip was given to his ear, and then Okkie became, quite suddenly, very still. Her ears were tilted forwards, and her plume, sleek and tousled at the same time, waved high in the air. Her wings were held loosely at her flanks, as if prepared for flight, and tongue lolled out of grinning maw as the femae pendragon gazed openly at Fe’shi.

“We haven’t much time left to play. So I must show you the grand finale, eh?” Caramel paw lifted a bit, gesticulating towards the sky. Formerly warm and bright, the mellow sun was sinking below the rim of the planet. “Shall I show you how I fly?”</span></font>

 

<font color='#F8F8FF'><span style='font-family:verdana; font-size:7pt; color:white; line-height:9px; letter-spacing:0px; text-transform:lowercase;'>Her oculars now bore a more melancholy patina. They were still bright, shining, full of exuberant bursts of life and vivacity. But, ’round the edges, there was tinges of sadness and guilt, and they could not be banished away. Unlike a smile or a frown, they were honest and omnipresent, always speaking the blatant truth, even when the lips betrayed them. So, even as her muzzle curled into a serpentine grin that seemed to split and crack her pleasantly-sculpted visage, the flame in her eyes was unbearably cool. Alas, these twins of soulful emotion were lacking in any brotherhood with the mouth at all — for while she chuckled and chortled, they grew ever more sad. Until, finally, they were practically moist with sorrow.

But what, daresay, was the cause of her saddening orbs? Why was the life sucked out of them like so much blood from an organic repast? Her paws were stilled, and her feathers were molested by the rambunctious, oceanic zephyrs. She was a queen of her kind; her fur was as velvet, her ears lined in purest silk. Her rotund chest spoke of health and spirit, and her tail waved in healthy glory. She was not ill in body, so why did her globes drip of grief and guilt like a candle drips of its wax? The answer to this pondering query came, as finally her quiet smile broke.

“The sun is setting, you know. And I must leave you then; I have other obligations to tend to. And you probably have to check in with your captain or something like that...?”

Okkie blinked, looking away, a fine crust of tears threatening with stings and bites behind her magnificent blues. But she was an aggressor, a strong female. She would not cry!

“And the truth is, I will have to fly without you. For I will not be landing again. Once I touch the sky, I will give you a show like you’ve never seen before. But, then, I will melt into oblivion.”

Like a spooked carthorse, XII abruptly stampeded backwards, her tail flailing and her feathery wings arching towards the bleeding, dusky sky. Her coyote-like muzzle pointed at the sinking sun, and then it gestured towards the thrones where the moons would soon repose. Floppy tail became rigid and large, pointed ears cocked forward. There was a pregnant pause as a gentle, glistening breeze swept chillingly over the pair of pendragons. And then, with a great whoosh and a curdling bay, the female launched into the air, her wings cleaving a path through the sky with their tantric beat — in a helix ever upwards. She was a mere speck for a while, gliding over the surf, but then she tumbled back towards the terra firma, twirling and dancing and gracefully soaring, all the while waving a small paw in Fe’shi’s direction.

If we are really soul-kin, you will see me again. If not, this is good-bye forever. I had fun playing with you, Fe’shi. Do not forget...

That was her final note to him, not spoken aloud against the screaming winds, but thought in gentle tones in a mind-speech dialogue. She let it caress the inner chambers of his mind for only a second, before the lithe Okkie XII did a final cartwheel against the sunset, and disappeared against the molten horizon.</span></font>

 

<font color='#F8F8FF'><span style='font-family:verdana; font-size:7pt; color:white; line-height:9px; letter-spacing:0px; text-transform:lowercase;'>Out of Character
Thank for doing this thread with me. ^^; I know the ending was a bit abrupt, but I’m so busy lately, and I’ve already kept you waiting twice. Perhaps, when my schedule slim down (if ever), we can do another thread? I really like your charrie, and Okkie would like to see him again. Hm, but for now, I will close this thread and make it history.</span></font>