Terpsichorean
#5 of Word of the Day
Here It be, Word of the Day 5? It's a Wierd word, I almost had trouble working it in there! But it was such an interesting one I couldn't change it. So as usual, feedback is lovely and so is spreading the word of this!
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Terpsichorean-
pertaining to dancing
A dancer
At last, her footsteps brought her to her destination. The length of the hallway short compared to the amount of gumption it required for the wolf to cross it. Every fiber of her body had wanted to flee, but at the same time something told her to continue, to obey.
And she continue to remind herself of this need to obey as her white-furred fingers closed slowly around the knob of the door. The cold metal whispering harshly "Turn back...Don't continue..." like the signs before a forbidden forest warning children to venture no further. She heeded no such warning though as the knob twisted in her hand and the latch to the door disconnected letting the heavy wood barrier slide open, revealing the room at the speed it opened.
The walls were covered in rich red drapery, a sign of obvious wealth and high social standing. The floors were a mixture of sturdy hardwood and plush rugs. On the right side of the room sat a small desk, littered with only a few pieces of parchment. And finally, on the far left, the last section to be unveiled by the curtain of oak, was Made herself.
Stretched out on a snow-white chaise lounge the skunkess's midnight black fur stood out in harsh contrast, drawing the eyes to her immideiatly. She had two twin tails, thick and lush, held up above her in a lazy manner. A rather thin looking robe covered her body and allowed Sapphire to see nearly ever inch of her long, slender legs, full, round breasts peeking out, and the faint outline of her terpsichorean-like curvature. Between her shoulders, where the common strip of most skunks started was a deep pine green, the color that showed her royal bloodline and replaced the common place white. Her hair as well held streaks of the same green throughout its waves of black. Her face was covered partly by her locks if hair, but not so much that Sapphire couldn't see the high cheekbones and elegant features if the skunk. To the young wolfess, the sight was breath-taking and in that moment of captured observation she lost all her fear of the woman before her, though deep in her gut a swarm of buttflies jumped to life and flew about wildly giving her an almost dizzied feeling of overwhelming...something.
The word for what ha taken over her body and mind was unknown to the wolfess, and instead drifted to the back of her mind as she took one step closer. The think of her footstep bringing Madge's attention finally away from the small book she held and up the the wolf's face.
"Ah, oui, you must be Sapphire...Come closer, my little pet."
Her voice was like chocolate, rich and addicting, and it drew the dazed wolf in quickly. Her feet shuffling across the floor to the other female till she sank down to her knees beside the lounge with a little whine.
While lifting a paw to stroke down over the curve of Sapphire's head, the skunkess lifted her chin and purred, right into her perked, canine ear.
"Yes, you shall be perfect..."