Soft Gamine Hair Novels & Stories

The voice ignored his outstretched arms as she shuffled into the frame. She was gorgeous. A tiny little thing, especially compared to the beast that was pouting a few inches away. Her hair was a messy mane of curly ringlets. From the darkest shade of black to a glistening color of grayish lavender, her thick locks tumbled past her shoulders to her mid back. Her eyes were round, an adorable doe like appearance as they gleamed gorgeous shade of hazel. Dark, honey bronze skin colored her slender curves, a gentle pink flush peppering her plump cheeks.

We had our hair curled and styled tight to our heads, with very little touches of natural makeup added. The one big downside of shifting was that too much makeup and it would show up on your fur. A knock sounded on the door and I smelled him walk in. Amber and musk hit my senses and I turned to see Gerwulf. His bloody red hair stuck out against the deep green dress shirt he wore to try to match. His black dress pants were fitted to his legs and he wore sleek black shoes. My body moved on it's own towards him like we were magnets. "They're still silver," he whispered, one of his strong hands reaching out caressing my cheek," I'm starting to really like them."