City Walls (closed - Rearing Stallion)

[Flick]

Dimitri's words made the young woman's smile grow, each slip and nervous sound making her feel less like a fool. So he didn't work here, not really. The kelvic averted her gaze back to her bowl as he stammered about pretty, interesting people and beautiful eyes. 

"My eyes? I..don't...uh...thanks." Did he think her eyes were beautiful? The blonde knew she was as red as him. Looking up again, her expression one of suprise as he asked to dine with her, Flick quickly fumbled a reply.

"Really? I mean, yes. Of course! I'm not with anyone...at the moment, no one is sitting with me." There was a chuckle from across the way, before a woman placed a bowl on the other side of the table and told Dimitri he was finished. Sitting up straighter, Flick waited for him to sit, poking her soup with her spoon and looking at him through her fringe. It was hard to keep her eyes away from him, although she quickly looked down unless he caught her staring.

"You must be really busy then, being a squire to a knight and all. Cooking, and doing squiry...things?" The kelvic said, stirring the soup and lifting her eyes again. Her dark gaze was caught by his own blue, and she kmew she was smiling like her mind had turned off. She had no idea what a squire was. Or a patron knight. They may have been the big shiny fellows, but then again, no one had actually told her that.

Lifting a small spoonful of soup to her lips, Flick tasted it and made a sound of delight, eyes widening.

"Oh my...this is so good!" She said with feeling, genuinly impressed by the taste. Trying to contain her sudden outburst, the kelvic smiled.

"I had turtle back home once, but it was roasted in a fire. Makes it kind of tough, like stingray. Never like this though."

[Dimitri]

Dimitri couldn't stop grinning even if you told him he was fired from his squire duties. How is a beautiful girl like her not with anyone? He had never found an actual prospect before. He really hoped he wouldn't mess this one up. He hoped she wasn't just passing through, and would stay in Syliras. Too many came and went like daydreams in the wind. He began eating his soup, as he watched her raise her spoon to her lips, and listening to her talk.

"Oh really? Never tried roast turtle before. Where is back home exactl, if you don't mind my asking." He smiled, hoping to learn more of this interesting woman. She was absolutely nothing like anyone else he'd ever met. "As for squire dealings, I mainly train every day to become a Knight, so I can protect the peoples of this city. People like... You." At this he smiled, inwardly, but was a bit nervous. Many were nervous around the Knights, and sometimes rightfully so. He then realized something that tore him in two. He wouldnever be able to give himself fully to a woman. Knighthood wasn't just a job, it was a life. But he wouldn't let that keep him from trying.

[Flick]

Eating her soup and watching him with interest as he spoke, Flick nodded. So he was like a knight-in-training. And knights were like warriors, guardians. So he was a warrior in training. It made her think of the stern and two-sided Hatot back in Riverfall. He was still training, only he was always so serious and focused. Dimitri was fun, and charming, and handsome...she was staring again. Quickly looking away, the kelvic picked up her bread, breaking off a piece and dipping it in the soup. Chewing thoughtfuly, she didn't miss the comment about protecting people, like her. It made the girl smile again, but she noticed something else. A flitter of hesitation or concern on his face. Mistaking it for embarassment, she swallowed the mouthful.

"I come from Riverfall, city of the akalaks. It's a big place, with strange laws and customs. I...I needed to get away. To find my own feet and live my own life. Riverfall is nothing as big or as busy as Syliras though. When I got here last week, I was almost ready to turn around and head right home. It's so full, I feel...invisible." Scrunching up her nose a little, she laughed.

"Of course, the first place I head to is the tavern. At least in here people don't accidently step on you or shove you over. And its...not rowdy. And there aren't big blue men trying to entice you to their chambers." Realising how that must sound, Flick stammered.

"Uh, not that I ever went to a man's chamber before. Akalaks are a dying breed, so women are prized possessions. And a lone girl in a bar is practically irresistible..but I'm not implying that I'm irrisis...able...I'm just going to shush now..." She trailed off, hiding her cheeks and sinking into her chair, Right now she wanted to be invisible. Trying to move on, she dipped another piece of bread and smiled weakly at him.

"You know, I'm not usually this pathetic. Sometimes I can even say full sentances without making a fool of myself!" Flick said with a wry grin, popping more bread in her mouth and pushing her fringe out of the way slightly. It still fell back across her forehead, unwilling to follow her instructions.

[Dimitri]

Dimitri smiled. He decided to take a chance, despite his inhibitions. He sat there eating his soup through a goofy grin. "Um... After this... Would you like to take a ride to the beach? I know it's almost night but that's when the turtles come out I believe..." He'd never invited a girl to anything with just himself before. It was slightly unsettling, yet filled him with joy. He didn't know if she could ride, but if she sat in front of him, he could ride and keep her on the horse.

He continued eating his soup, noticing he had butterflies storming in his stomach. He hoped she would allow him this and that he would do it right. He couldn't stop staring into her large, beautifully deep eyes. He felt a youthful lust within, but his knight mentality told him to treat her right. He couldn't open his heart to her yet. But he could let her at least get a view.

[Flick]

The girl stopped, bread part way to her mouth, dark eyes wide and jaw slightly ajar. Snapping her mouth shut, she sat up straighter and looked down at her hands. Her cheeks were beetroot red and her face seemed slightly shocked. Finally, the kelvic looked at him and tilted her head slightly.

"Really?" Her voice sounded hesitant, as though he was only joking. Suddenly a huge grin broke out across her lips and she pushed her hair behind her ears.

"I mean, yes of course. Yes! I would love to do that. I just...I can't ride a horse. I hope that's okay." Leaning forward, she ate a little more hurriedly, before he changed his mind. Flick didn't know how to feel. There were excited butterflies in her stomach, and she wanted to giggle with delight. Slowing down with her soup, the blonde pushed it aside after a few more mouthfuls. The girl was full, and really didn't want to eat anymore.

"Wow, that was amazing. But, I can't eat anymore." Glancing out a nearby window, she could see it was dark out. If turtles were still laying, this was the perfect time to find them. Flick turned back to the handsome young squire and smiled again, feeling butterflies again. The girl had feelings stirring within. Feelings she'd never felt before. His blue eyes made her giddy and the faint scent his skin had made her heart flutter. It made the blonde blush again, wondering if he noticed her awkwardness. She suddenly had a thought, which turned her stomach. Did he know she was a kelvic? What did they think of kelvics here? Petch, what if they didn't like them. What if they were hated kelvics? Panic gripped her suddenly. Flick didn't want Dimitri to hate her, it made her feel sick. Maybe she should tell him right now. But then he might not want to take her to the beach. The girl decided to tell him after, when they were there. At least then, she had the chance to spend a little time with him. 

Mastering her sudden sadness at these thoughts, Flick looked at him, reaching up to pull her long hair over one shoulder and twirl a lock in her fingers.

"Ready when you are." She said with a shy smile, suddenly giddy with nerves. Gods and Goddesses, she hoped she wouldn't fall off the horse. It was a long way up. And she would die of embarassment.

[Dimitri]

He smiled at her positive reply. He realized he never smiled this much. He stood up, waved goodbye to Remi and her husband, and held out his hand for Flick. He would be leading her out of the quaint atmosphere into the slight crisp of the spring night. From the tavern, they would walk by starlight along the road. Dimitri nodding at every patrolling Knight, and keeping a vigilant look himself. They would eventually arrive at a grassy area.

He would lead her into the first barn, and would allow her to look at the many horses in here while he found the squire on duty. He would look back at her, and smile. The squire said he'd prepare the horse. Dimitri would walk over and lead her to a calm paintedmount, splashed reddish brown and white. He stroked the horse's snout. It would nuzzle his hand. "I love animals, they don't often have to worry about the stresses and complications of the modern world."

[Flick]

Flick stood and smiled at the tavern mistress and her partner as Dimitri took her hand. She liked the feel of it, warm and slightly rough against her own. Following him out of the tavern, the girl walked beside him, eyes on the stars. The sky at night always seemed so much bigger than the sky at day. Vast, like some black ocean above them. Lowering her gaze as they passed one of the glittering knights, Flick smiled as winsomly as she could. If Dimitri was training to be one of these men, then the fox felt they were something to respect and honor. Warriors of the city.

As they entered the barn, Flick looked around. It smelt of horses and hay, and her ears picked up the sound of hidden creatures under the hooves of giants. Mice, mostly. Flashing Dimitri a smile in return, she followed him to the painted mount, watching as he stroked the calm horse. It was beautiful, and much better to meet at this height. Turning her dark gaze aside as he spoke, the kelvic's brow furrowed slightly at his remark. He was right, mostly. At least for this horse. Pausing for a moment, the girl made a small noise of agreement.

"But thats not always the case. I've known animals in my time, with more stress and complications than most humans." Moving forward, the girl reached out to tentivly touch the horses cheek, stroking softly with the back if her hand. Looking at Dimitri, she smiled, rich brown eyes again caught by the sheer magnatism of his amazing saphirre ones.

"Once, I met a goat, who had loved but then lost. Betrayed by a friend, and broken by society. Still, she was a nice person, and a wonderful mother. Her eyes were the most amazing I'd ever seen, until today..." Her usually bubbly demanour was subdued as she spoke, and her eyes held his. They stood side by side before the horse, waiting for the squire. Flick could feel her heart in her ears as she stroked the horse, lost in his gaze. Her fingers brushed his own lightly, bringing her back to reality. Clearing her throat, the girl quickly tore her eyes from his and pulled her hand away. Closing her hand in a small fist, she laughed nervously and pulled up the sleeve of her white dress. It stayed for a second, before slipping off the right hand side again.

[Dimitri]

Dimitri chuckled heartily, "A goat in love eh? You are indeed a most interesting individual Flick." He smiled at her. He moved in close, moving his body to within inches of her own. He took the strap of her dress and slid it back atop her shoulder. He then gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. He moved in close, when he felt a tap on his arm. He stopped and turned to the younger squire, holding the reins of a horse. It was a bluish grey mixed steed, already prepped with a saddle and a travel pack. He thanked the squire who scuttled away as silently as he had appeared.

Dimitri led Flick to the horse, and hoisted her up by the waist onto the saddle, getting a small, secret glimpse at her legs. He then grabbed the saddle and pulled and leapt up, swinging his leg over the saddle. He scooted in close, his thighs pressing lightly against the backs of her hips. His face began to grow warm at such close contact. "Are you ready to go the beach?"

He led the horse out of the barn in a slow gentle trot, bouncing lightly. The horse's fur gleamed in the starlight. He exited out the main gates, nodding at the gate guards who smiled at the young squire. Many a knight had taken a maiden for a romantic ride. He followed the wall, listening to the busy sounds of the night. Insects buzzing, creatures stirring, the wind gently teasing at the saddled pair. As they neared the beach, the ocean waves began to rhythmically fill the air. He led the horse down to the sand, as the waves lapped lazily. He stopped the horse, and slid off, and held out his arms to help her down. "We have arrived." He smiled, beaming into her eyes as the moonlight silhouetted his face.

[Flick]

The young woman froze as Dimitri moved closer, his chuckle stirring the butterflies in her stomach tenfold. There was barely room between then, and the kelvic felt her heart would jump out of her chest it was beating so fast. His hand fixed her dress, and her hair. His face moved closer to her, and Flick held her breath in anticipation. But before the young squire could grant the blonde her first kiss, the horse was there and Dimitri turned away from her. Flick took a deep breath, shaking her head. It had all been happening so fast, she didn't have time to think. It was all instinct, led by the warmth she felt in her belly when he closed in on her.

Make a small sound of surprise as she was swept up onto the horse, Flick kept very stiff and still until Dimitri jumped up behind her. It was high. Very high. As he settled behind her, the girl leaned back into his warm chest slightly and gripped the front of the saddle like it depended on her very life. Hearing his voice again, Flick nodded quickly.

"Yep, ready when you are." Her voice was slightly higher and a little strained. As the horse started to move, she squeaked in surprise. But as they rode slowly, Flick began to relax a little. She was strongly conscious of the young man's warn thighs around her hips and the gentle rocking the horse's movements encouraged. Blushing, Flick tried to concentrate on the beautiful scenery around her. The city was so much less hectic at night, and the fennec fox could hear all the little tiny night creatures stirring underfoot. As they followed around the wall outside the gates, Flick looked up at it, her eyes better adapted to the night. It was beautiful in its own right, masoned stone covered in creepers and moss gleamed in the moonlight. She could smell the ocean as they approached, the sound of waves crashing on the cold wet sand. When they stopped, the girl looked down at the squire, smiling widely. He looked like some sort of deity in the moonlight, handsome young face surrounded by golden curls, and striking blue eyes dimmed to an indigo in the moonlight.

Allowing him to help her down, the fox paused for a moment in his arms, looking up at him. Again, the butterflies twirled and danced in her stomach. Tearing her gaze away for the umpteenth time, Flick took his hand this time, walking slowly along the sand. Her eyes watched the ocean and also scanned the sand, and her ears listened for the soft swish of digging that turtles usually made. Thats why they were here right.

"It's beautiful here at night." She said as they walked, enjoying the cool breeze that tugged at her hair and threw a fine mist of sea water in her face. The fox had a soft spot for the beach.

[Dimitri]

He felt her slip her small hand into his massive calloused one. He hoped his palms didn't get sweaty or clammy. Her hand felt like a delicate flower in his, and he made sure to treat it gently. He walked alongside her, enjoying the warmth of her hand in the cool beach air. The smell of the salty water filled his nostrils, as the wind played gently at his hair.

He looked at her when she told him of the beauty of the scene. He smiled at her, ad could've said a cheesy line about how it was more beautiful now that she was here. He instead opted for a simple smile, one that would say just how much he was enjoying this. "Yes, very beautiful at night." He continued walking, occassionally stealing glances at her causing a boyish smile to grow on his face. her hand in his. They came around a bend in the beach when he could some dark rounded shapes in the moonlight ahead of them. Looking her in the eyes, whispering, "And there they are. Such gentle, soft creatures, beautiful in the glowing light, or any light... My favorite kind... Such beauty is... Quite rare." He hoped she couldn't see him blushing in the dim light or realize that the turtles weren't what held him so captivated.