As much as I ever could

N/A · 04-23-2013, 10:08 PM

Feverishly he would wrestle about in his den. He'd turned in early tonight, even before the sun had graced the horizon for the second time today. The moon was slowly rising, but was scarcely visible due to the russet glow of the sun. An anguished groan slipped from his lips as he shook his head roughly, intent upon either making himself completely and utterly dizzy or forgetting her altogether. He doubted the latter would ever be possible. Her sister, why did he have to marry her sister? Could not the gods have shown favor enough upon the two of them to pair them together in this marriage of packs? Could not the universe have smiled upon them in this - their time of need? No, of course not, that would have been far too simple. Far too simple indeed. Maverick rolled from his stomach to his side, and then in turn to his back, where he lay in the most submissive state that he could possibly muster. Another groan would escape rusty lips as he allowed his kissers to hang agape, pearly white fangs gleaming in the sunlight that crept through the opening into his den.

At one point in time, he had wished he could grow up faster. He had wished his life was more elaborate and intricate.. like his father's. Now.. now he wished he could go back to that day and smite himself for even thinking such things. He'd brought this upon himself. How could he have imagined this though? How could any wolf imagine being in love with one girl, and then being betrothed to her sister? That was a scenario from a fairy tale, not real life. That's what his life was, a fairy tale gone horribly, horribly wrong. Front paws curled, toes touching his russet chest gently. Hind legs splayed outward in a completely undignified manner. He didn't care. He wasn't out in public, and even if he were - it wasn't likely the Prince would care at this point. He didn't care about much anymore, why should his posture be an exception?

A sound, a call - to be exact. Who came calling at his hour? More importantly, why did it sound so familiar? The sound was muffled by his den, but he was sure - sure - that it was Epiphron. You're going mad. He assured himself, lime eyes shutting briefly. There's no way in hell she's here. No way. Tail switched on the earth below him as he fidgeted slightly. Why would she come here? Surely she's heard.. He gave a sigh, shaking his head lightly. Maybe that's why she's come.. With a groan he would roll to his side and then his belly, pushing up onto all fours. Tail hung limply behind him as he ducked his head and slithered from his warm abode, determined to go and see for the purpose of proving himself wrong. He knew in his mind it couldn't be her, but his heart wouldn't leave him be until he checked.

The call hadn't been far off. Paws carried him expertly and automatically across Seracian soil, bringing him to where she stood in a matter of moments. Lime eyes widened in disbelief as he blinked twice to assure himself that she wasn't a figment of his imagination - a mirage. He didn't run to her as he once would have. Instead, the boy stood as still as stone, his only motion being his bottom jaw separating from the upper. "Epiphron." Disbelief and shock rolled off of his tongue. This had to be a dream, it just had to be. "You.. I.. what are you doing here?" Pain was evident in his lyrics, as easy to see as it was on his face, and the rest of his frame. His very stance appeared like that of a distraught wolf, one who didn't know which way to turn.

"speeeeech"

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