kinesthesia: (003.)
cisco montelibano ([personal profile] kinesthesia) wrote in [personal profile] clayce 2013-12-29 02:00 pm (UTC)

[ She keeps the motion up, because scratching the Voidseeker's ear whilst he is in dragon form is surprisingly soothing. ] Nice to know I can be of assistance then, even if it is hard to compare to an angel.

[ It's hard to miss the tone of contentment in Aidan's voice. She hadn't been around when his relationship with Rethe had teetered on unsteady legs, had only been there to witness them start to settle into each other and much later, to be present when they'd exchanged vows.

Her hand slows at that, her thoughts wandering not wholly unexpected in a familiar direction, particularly since it is her left hand that's lifted to scratch at Aidan's ear, putting it in line of sight.

( Her wedding ring is tucked away beneath her shirt, hung around a thin gold chain because silver burns her kind as they do werewolves. )

Her expression droops, just a little, but it's enough for anyone to see that her thoughts are elsewhere. She doesn't mind that Aidan will see, though. Of all the Malice Kings, he was the first she'd ever met, and as imposing as he had been, everyone she knew had referred to him as 'Father', though her interpretation of that has always been more parental as opposed to religious. ]



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