Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-1806960-20130512082314/@comment-1806960-20130524190029

Twilight was fighting it, but it was a losing battle. He slowly inched forward to thepoint he can barely feel the tips of his lips on hers. He also noticed his hands had begun moving. The tips of his fingers gently glided across her back. With deep and audible breathing as well as a muzzle that looked like it can burn at touch, the wolfbat seemed to be at a.standstill in the mental war he was enduring.