by The Royal Mirage » Tue Jan 11, 2011 3:49 pm
"I like yours too," she replied, allowing herself to be pulled up. ((What did you mean by pulled up?))
Lia breathed in, opening her eyes. The sun's last rays shone in her eyes, gold flecks more prominent than ever in the almond-shaped pools of liquid emerald. She tightened her hold on Roan just slightly as she shook her head. The markings over her face were purely visible as her bangs were blown back, a little fiery swirl in the center of her forehead exposed which was the color of gold, along with the ebony swirls over the bridge of her nose and out the corners of her eyes. She looked over at Roan, catching him looking at her, but being almost mesmerized by the way his metallic fur, bronze in the reddish light, rippled and flowed in the wind like the river, his masculine frame strong against the howling wind.