Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-15792134-20140215022954/@comment-5290299-20140216015354

Zaffre shivered at the touch of the scar. It was still senitive, even after all this time. HEaring his words through broke her form her trance of following the finger through her sense of touch.

She couldn't help but snort at the remark. "You're right. Ironic as it is...i wonder...would I have still been able to meet you...If i was still with my faunus family?" Zaffre gazed out the window to the right. Her eyes soften. Using her left hand, she took her braided hair and released the blue ribbon. Her hair began to uncurl at the ends, until she took her finger, and with once graceful movement, pulled it throughthe braid, making it fall out of place, and revealing her now wavy hair. She must ahve looked so different throgh the eyes of the hunter. Zaffre didn't stop there. The hand that traced her sca, she brought it to her chest on the right. Her hand layed gently over his, his fingers now prodding her skin. gripping it softly, she had the hand grip hr breast. She wanted to feel it, his touch.

A soft moan in her throat was her response.