#centaur!rowan

                       ❛❛   truly   …   you’d a - allow that of   me   —   ?   ❞                                      she wants to hesitate, truly, but   …             (   she simply couldn’t refuse such an offer   !   what curiosity does fuel this vessel and   BRIGHT   does it burn within her   !   )   ❛❛   that’s   —   ah, i c - can never t – thank you enough for allowing this curiosity o   -   of mine   !!   ❞   and yet, her hands do still   HOLD   that belief of hesitation   ;   one extends, pauses, as if truly realizing the mistake in attempting to feel two things with only one hand, and extending both out in their stead.   ❛❛   i d - do apologize, my hands are rather warm   …   ❞   she murmurs as palms do fall upon the centaur’s chest   —   and as awe   FILLS   those never-ending eyes, wide with a fascination that only the stars could capture.                                       ❛❛   two heartbeats   —   ❞   is this what it meant to be alive   ?                 she’d stay there   ;   enraptured in the pulsations against her palms, utterly  FASCINATED   before the world would return to her   ——   and she’d realize, once again, that this is not her own heart she is feeling. how funny   …   she’d almost forgotten.   (   they are both   HIS   ;   she mustn’t indulge herself in something that’d never be her own.   )   ❛❛   they’re v - very strong heartbeats   …   ❞   a somber, yet willfully pleased smile, would emerge upon her cheeks.   GOOD  ,  she thinks, knowing his hearts would live strong within him reassures her.   ❛❛   ha, though i s - suppose any individual would more than   ONE   heart would have a – a strong heartbeat   !   ❞

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A small tail flicks, and a pale hand gestures out, inviting the equally enchanting being forward for the offer. Others, especially humans, were difficult to trust. But Xern, she was different. 

“You’re quite alright,” Rowan assured Xern, “Don’t be afraid...” 

And when he feels her touch upon his skin and his fur, the centaur did not make any moves of his own. To a centaur, these two organs coexisting within his body was completely normal. But to humans, he understood that there was a fascination behind it. However, Xern was the first Rowan had let be this close to him. He patiently waited, following her hands with his eyes until he was certain she had her curiosity satisfied enough. A hoof lifted, and the centaur stepped back to return her smile with a somber yet pleased nod. Rowan hardly ever smiled. This was the best he could do.

“Thank you...”

A sort of curiosity filled his own mind. Xern wasn’t human; that was clear as day. He could sense it. Brows furrowed, piercing red eyes stared quizzically, and ears flicked forward as Rowan found himself tilting his head as he studied the girl. 

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