I Just Want to Fly
Arivae was resting contently, her mind swirling with thoughts, despite being asleep. Her dreams were a mess...and not to mention, her heart was split into two pieces. Why? Because Threar was gone. She had many friends in Threar, including her best friend/cousin, Aslan. He and his family were now homeless, taking refuge in Abaven. Of course that had a good place to stay, somewhere safe where they didn't have to worry as much. But their home...all of their memories, shattered because of the selfish decision of a single, blood thirsty wolf. When she first heard the news, she had broken into tears, unable to hold the trembling rage and sadness she felt in her heart. But now, she was more relaxed, sleeping the exhaustion off. It hadn't even occurred to her that Tiburtius might be upset as well. She hasn't seen him in...well, she didn't know. But it had certainly been awhile. Arivae curled into a tight ball and rested her head on her tail, her breathes soft and calming. When suddenly, a soft voice reached her ears. Being the light sleeper she was, she was instantly roused, and she blinked the sleep from her eyes slowly. She didn't even know who it was until she turned around, coming face to face with her best friend. Even with her blurry, sleepy vision she could make out the green and red of his mismatched eyes. The young girl yawned and smiled. "Tiburtius," She whispered, pressing her nose into his, as his head was already poking through the entrance. "It's been a while." She said, her voice slurred, obviously still a bit tired. "Talk" "You" Think |