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| Kassar_Ghost Quote | Reply | | tookie tale posted on: 8/29/2003 11:47:40 PM the fight and flight of the tookie tookie.... *rising to stand topaz takes a moment to ease all thoughts of from her mind finding instead that place where tookie tookie's and kajira's share the bond of slavery borne of fear... slender arms extend upwards fingers splay in supplication to the freedom of the skies then twisting return to cover amber eyes sooty lashes lowering as she falls to her knees ebony tresses swirling around her gently curved frame.... *creamy flesh jerking upon the soft grasses her back arches as she takes the final painful joining of spirits and becomes a tookie tookie... flicking back her head once crowned with ebony tresses now bald save for a few errant feathers she gazes around the firepit's light eyes so recently amber pools of gentle need now bulging green orbs of fight or flight, irises pinned as they dart this way and that seeking refuge from the light.... *unfolding she stands on stick like pillars of orange hued skin, rough and wrinkled toes elongated and numbering 4 find purchase in the dusty grass, she looks down what was once a prime peice of slave flesh her tookie mind seeing only beauty unbound in the fuzzy half feather/fuzz plump breast below her long ungainly neck... *testing her legs she tries to walk a stilted head tilting few steps then finding her feet she runs free around the firepit delighting in the ease of movement her head stretched before her she see's things as they really are ... tookie landing paths ... tookie nesting pods... tookie mating sites.. after all tookies need love too .... *slowly she becomes aware of being watched her euphoria turning to icy fear as she sees Him the tookie hunter perched on rock some 20 paces away she spins to face Him eyes bulging even more long lashes rapidly flicking up and down as she calls out the flight tune of the tookie.. plerrrrrrrrrrrrrrch a tooooooookie plerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrch a toooooooookie.... *swivelling that long neck her tiny head turns one eye fixed on Him as long legs work to set distance between the fear seated so leisurely not so far away and herself, arms now flightless wings flapping wildly as she calls out plerrrrrrrrch a toooooookie plerrrrrrrrrrrrch swiftly running from Him, eyes as wild as her racing heart, seeking the relative safety of the tree’s...... *hearing a hateful swooosh swoooosh swoooosh sound she dares to look back zigging and zagging trying to evade capture fearing above all else the weighted bola's spinning towards her then falling hitting heavily the hard unforgiving dirt her breath knocked from aching lungs she struggles in vain.. caught in a tangle of leather criss crossing from shoulder to knee turning terrified eyes to the One approaching blinking those long lashes flight flight flight plerrrrrrrrrch a tooooooookie plerrrrrrrrrrrch the only thoughts in her small mind seeing His feet beside her orange plumes plerrrrrrrrrrrrch.... *the chill of a knife sliding between the subtle leather and prickled skin feathers floating to settle beside her He sets her free not understanding, the need for flight too strong she turns to gaze at Him frozen for the briefest ihns, then rearing back strikes for Him her speed and accuracy causing a deep bloody furrow down His cheek from ear to mouth screaching in toookie anger, plerrrrch a tooooookie plerrrrrrrrch she runs.. leaving His stunned form behind she finds safety in the trees melting into the welcome darkness she cowers and hides... *oomph a boot connecting with her side amber eyes fly open as topaz looks upwards seeing Master standing there feeling warmth drip on her hands she stumbles to stand a slender hand reaching forward as if to touch then falling to her side, her mind racing over what had occured she whispers* Master the beast will fetch the healler... only to hear a deep rumble reply * no need girl I have My scar at last bring me paga" turning topaz watchs from the corner of her eye as He pulls orange fuzzy feathers from His wound ...... silently calling to the kindred plerrrrrrrrrrrch a tooooookie ...... *grins impishly to Mistress, is this what You had in mind Mistress?* |