- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- Depending on my schedule I am on at various times during the week. Usually most reliable after 5, though sometimes I nap. Weekends are a free for all schedule wise.
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, Romance, Modern, Modern Fantasy, Possibly Sci Fi
Yui rolled his eyes at the thought of never talking to one of his pack. 'Well yeah, if it where anyone else they would have eaten you alive and saved the bones to gnaw on.' He thought sarcastically, watching as Marsh stated that he was making a good impression. "Yeah, well I am certainly not the ugliest member of the pack. Believe me if they even saw so much as you and me talking they would rip you apart, boundary line or not." He sated, watching the man carefully.
Yui hadn't meant the joke seriously at all, so when Marsh scooted up towards the boundary line, Yui froze, sitting stiff as a board. His eyes watched carefully as Marsh bent down and kissed the very tip of his black lace up boots, a bright red hue spreading across his cheeks and climbing up to the tip of his ears. The color even started to flush down his neck, his atoms apple bobbing as Yui swallowed thickly. Pulling back his feet, Yui left himself a silent moment to collect his thought. Marsh was dangerous, Yui could tell just by the scent that wafted into his nostrils. It smelled like smoke, and a bit of cigarettes (which, admittedly, was the only part of Marsh that he couldn't tolerate). His brain was telling him to back up, and walk away while he still had his heart together and all limbs attacked. But the rest of his was defying that logic, as his thin arm stretched out towards the barrier instead of his hand. "Well then, go ahead." He dared, chin lifting challengingly.
Yui hadn't meant the joke seriously at all, so when Marsh scooted up towards the boundary line, Yui froze, sitting stiff as a board. His eyes watched carefully as Marsh bent down and kissed the very tip of his black lace up boots, a bright red hue spreading across his cheeks and climbing up to the tip of his ears. The color even started to flush down his neck, his atoms apple bobbing as Yui swallowed thickly. Pulling back his feet, Yui left himself a silent moment to collect his thought. Marsh was dangerous, Yui could tell just by the scent that wafted into his nostrils. It smelled like smoke, and a bit of cigarettes (which, admittedly, was the only part of Marsh that he couldn't tolerate). His brain was telling him to back up, and walk away while he still had his heart together and all limbs attacked. But the rest of his was defying that logic, as his thin arm stretched out towards the barrier instead of his hand. "Well then, go ahead." He dared, chin lifting challengingly.