29.Mar.14, 11:06 AM
Relaxed and languid, Ameris stretched her body with a sigh of pleasure. She squeaked with surprise when her outstretched arm made contact with another body. A slow grin filled her face as she remembered the flight and those that had come to give chase. There could be only one possibility of who the body next to her was, her mind refusing to allow the thought of anyone else winning Mizeath's maiden flight.
Her lips still curled with her smile she snuggled deeper into the body next to her with a smug word, "R'nya? Are you awake?" With the name spoken, Mizeath's deep amusement rattled her and Ameris couldn't figure out why the gold was so highly amused. She shifted to turn to the man that lay behind her and her eyes widen in shock and not a little dismay.
Color flooded her cheeks as she stared at N'kal with embarrassment quickly filling her gaze. Torath and not Xyreith had won Mizeath! She hadn't thought of anyone but Xyreith catching her gold, had never entertained the idea a single time since Mizeath had begun to mature. But he hadn't and instead Ameris lay in the arms of someone entirely unexpected.
The implications of calling him by another name widened her eyes even farther - if such a thing was possible - and she opened and closed her mouth. She had called him R'nya! Oh sweet Faranth what would he do to that?! Why hadn't Mizeath corrected her before she had made the mistake?
You did not ask, Ameris, who had won the flight. You only assumed, the gold responded, equally amused and chastising, from where she lay askew beside Torath. "I..." She started, flushed and hot, "I'm so sorry!" And she was. She couldn't believe shed made such a colossal mistake and one she hoped could easily been fixed.
Her lips still curled with her smile she snuggled deeper into the body next to her with a smug word, "R'nya? Are you awake?" With the name spoken, Mizeath's deep amusement rattled her and Ameris couldn't figure out why the gold was so highly amused. She shifted to turn to the man that lay behind her and her eyes widen in shock and not a little dismay.
Color flooded her cheeks as she stared at N'kal with embarrassment quickly filling her gaze. Torath and not Xyreith had won Mizeath! She hadn't thought of anyone but Xyreith catching her gold, had never entertained the idea a single time since Mizeath had begun to mature. But he hadn't and instead Ameris lay in the arms of someone entirely unexpected.
The implications of calling him by another name widened her eyes even farther - if such a thing was possible - and she opened and closed her mouth. She had called him R'nya! Oh sweet Faranth what would he do to that?! Why hadn't Mizeath corrected her before she had made the mistake?