The female would give a low sigh as she laid down that night. The decisions of what to do, what to become, lurked in her head. There was need in her brain to move on, to create something to replace what was lost. Her mind traveled to the males that she had met in her life, wondering where Mara was. Wondering where Fenris, who had been a much more recent meeting, was. She missed him terribly... wanted him by her side. Rainbow would lay under the stars, curled up in a ball. She felt lonely, needy. She felt the need to cry. The loss of Lydovne had been another home ripped out from under her paws. Her pink eyes would shine with hurt, her body shaking as she looked out at the ocean.
Rainbow wanted to feel the touch of another. To know she wasn't alone in these endeavors. She wanted to create her own pack, to avenge Lydovne's fall. But who would listen? Who would stand with her? The female felt so alone. The beast was a freak after all... A rainbow freak. Only the children with her now would understand her pain. Unfolding slowly she would raise her muzzle to the sky, letting out a loud howl of longing. Would Fenris hear? Would he suddenly come waltzing up to her again? Oh how she prayed so.
[ OOC : SET AFTER FENRIS WITNESSES DONOSTREA'S CLAIM ]
He had been following ever since the day he met her, as if he were a lovesick puppy. Normally, he would not stoop so low for a playmate, but this woman... Rainbow Syndrome... she was divine... perfect for the male. Since Lydovne's disbanding, the male had wandered here and there. He noticed that the children of the Lydovnian alphas seemed have followed her... Or at least two of the three. The other one... a bright blue and white one... he had gone to Imperium... Or last the hellion knew.
Pushing thoughts of his former and very brief home away, the beast dragged his paws on the ground, sighing dramatically to reveal himself to his playmate. "My love, Rainbow. I have tired simply following you like a lovesick puppy." Sickly green gaze glanced up, taking in the sharp lines and beautiful physique of his playmate, the rainbow-caped woman as beautiful as ever. Drawing close, he nipped her cheek, a show of affection exclusive to her. He then whispered smoothly into her ear. "Please. Cure me of this disease. This thing called... being sick for love. It makes my heart ache... But you can make it better." Smiling seductively, he wriggled beneath the woman's lower jaw, touching her nose gently, nipping it softly { a show of affection, as well. } "How much longer will you make me wait? I brought my... toys... as usual, my dear."