Thread: Shifting Sands (Ren Olvry & Myn)

Sona ...... Occupation Musician Affiliation DemaciaIonia Free Height 5'6 168cm Hair Cyan Blue Eyes Cerulean Blue Persona Peaceful Myn's F-List Myn's Requests The desert climate had sapped at her energy for days, and the sudden vicious attack by the Xersai had incinerated the last bit of energy shed bottled up inside of her. As much as shed tried to fool herself into believing that shed walk out of the desert unharmed, shed experienced firsthand the dangers that lurked beneath the sandy dunes, and without a coin to her name all she could do was wait for dehydration to whisk her off to a cold lonely deathbed. Perhaps she was already lying in one? Unlike the uncomfortable heat of the desert, she could feel herself pressed up against something far more pleasant. A bit tough, and bizarrely enough a bit scaly but the warmth it radiated was something unlike anything shed ever experienced, and perhaps more importantly, it felt really nice. Mhh she purred approvingly as they approached the oasis, the presence of water being picked up by her sensitive skin which somehow managed to convey to her sleepy mind that the temperature had dropped slighty. Like any sane person Sona had always feared death, but if giving up her life felt this good maybe She shook her head, trying to clear her mind of the dark temptations that plagued her thoughts. Unconsciously she brushed her soft delicate skin against the much rougher chest shed buried herself in earlier. Her lips nuzzling against her holders chest and offering a strange sensation much akin to a flutter of kisses. Though apparently that hadnt been the right thing to do as a moment later she found herself being shuffled around and turned away, a faint murmur of protest escaping her, though those were quickly silenced when she felt something wrap around her body and cradle her close once more. She really wanted this feeling to last forever, but eventually her parched throat protested its discomfort, and after several nagging jolts mingling with her breathing, she sleepily opened her eyes only to find an pool of water spread out across before her. Apparently her instincts to survive werent as dull as shed thought, and within moments shed made the transition from a sleepy mumbling bundle that offered herself unconditionally to the strong arms, to a struggling body of resistance as she tried to crawl her way over to the water. Hoping with all her heart that it wasnt an illusion thatd fade if she got any closer. Wr she croaked feebly, feeling defeated by the strong grasp that held her. It wasnt until a moment later that she noticed the something was a someone and her surprise from earlier was easily surpassed by the flush of red to her face, and the squeak of embarrassed surprise. A million questions raced through her mind, ranging from what the man wanted from her, right down to more serious matters like if hed seen her sleep. Fortunately for her, she was too dehydrated and the possibility of drooling on him was an unlikely occurrence. Calming herself from her panic, she refused to turn her head to look Renekton in the face right now, but considering her thirst she managed to shyly raise her hands to curl them beneath the arm holding her, tugging on them suggestively to inform the other she wanted to be released.