by childo » Sun Sep 21, 2014 12:35 pm
Lux frowned a little, his brow furrowing enough to crease his forehead "That's where you're wrong Miss, there's plenty of people who'd love to dance with a maid" he let his brow relax and his gaze fall back onto the water "just like I'm sure there's plenty of folk, guys most probably, that wouldn't mind sweeping a certain cat-like gardener off his feet" he let his smile grow enough for his fangs to show, a small laugh tumbling from his parted lips "We've just got to be patient is all, they'll come around"
Chenoa, my fursona.
(Made transparent by Geirou, and created by Geirou)
Spirits walking through the night,
Glowing with their souls alight,
Out of the resting place an angel stirs,
Casting away the halo of hers,
The rebellious words that she spoke,
Took away heavens hope,
Fallen angels own your soul.
