Every Single Night
03-02-2014, 03:14 PM
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03-02-2014, 04:07 PM
Alsander |
Alsander was doing his nightly patrol, his route set by Erani and Surreal. Surreal was down with a minor ache in her paw from stepping on a shard of rock that had cut rather deeply between her toes a week ago, it seemed. Apparently, she hadn?t hardly noticed it until now, and it was infected. Erani had given his cousin a stern talking to about paying attention to ones health, and put her to den rest. That was a few days ago, and the worst had passed. Tomorrow, Surreal would be up and about on light duty. In time for himself and Erani to take off for Ludicael. Erani had protested at first, but when her entire family; Surreal, Cormalin, Alsander himself, Sarak, Chrysanthe, and Caerul; had ganged up on her like a well-trained court like his foster parents had talked about, she had relented. So tomorrow, he?d be travel with his aunt to Ludicael, and, unbeknownst to her, Chrysanthe and Odette would intercept her and escort her to Ebony, a pack he heard had just taken up residence in the east. He hoped she?d be fit for the trip, after her illness. The trip to Ludicael was a long one, at least two days at a great clip with no resting. And he?d be requesting rest stops often, if he had his way about it. However, a sweet call sang through the moonless, starlit night. His head jerked up, eyes searching as his heart leapt a few beats. Io? Unconsciously, his heavy tail began waving through the air behind him, and his paws were already taking him to her. At a run. However, as he saw her ghostly figure settled beside the lake, he forced himself to slow down, wary of startling her with over enthusiasm. So as he came to her side, it was at a walk, while he tried to master his heart rate. ?Lady Io. It?s good to see you well.? Irish brogue laden baritone was warm and gentle, as he tried to quell his tail speed, as his rump met the earth. Mismatched green and gold eyes peered at her from either side of his white blaze as he tried to see if she was hurt at all. Why was she here, in any case? Was everyone alright where she lived? |
03-04-2014, 01:20 AM
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03-04-2014, 03:51 PM
Alsander |
Alsander felt the smile tugging at his muzzle try to turn into a goofy grin as Io turned and replied after a moment of resting those lovely cherry blossom eyes on him with a smile. He didn?t think he?d ever seen such a pretty smile. And he very much liked the way his name sounded on her tongue. His head cocked as he mastered the goofy grin, as her eyes widened slightly as though in realization. Her next words sent a thrill through his spine and set his heart to leaping mountains again. She came to see me. Me! The thought made him giddy, but he forced himself to stay seated and listen as she continued to speak. She had a lovely voice. Soft and soothing like wind and running water, or the air after a thunderstorm as the sun peeks from behind the clouds. He was glad that Taurig and his family were alright after the storm, and he caught the unspoken additive at the end. He wondered if this was what love was like. His foster mother had said it was like being lifted off your feet and floating, and Laoch had said you would feel like you could take on anything, if only to see a smile on her face. Io spoke and his ears perked as she looked him over. Alright? Everything was wonderful as of this moment. It was a lovely night, and the company was even lovelier. However, he marshaled his scattered brain and thought a moment. ?Well, everything is alright now, but not long ago, we had more trouble with the northern wolves again. One of the Ice King?s lackeys challenged for Valhalla and won, releasing all but the children of Azalea. My Aunt Erani reformed Valhalla and brought us home to Vericona Plains, but she sent myself, my Uncle, and my cousin out to claim three more areas to surround Vericona. This is one of them. Druids Moor is another, and the third is Whisperer?s Gorge.? He smiled at her then, mismatched gold and green eyes twinkling under the faint starlight. ?Erani?s quite the tactician. Druids? Moor is heavy with fog, and I could hardly hear myself walking there. She intends to train us to fight in silence in the fog. She and I are also heading out tomorrow morning to see about alliances. Ludicael is our first stop.? He looked her over again, eyes curious. ?How have you been?? |
03-09-2014, 02:00 PM
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