Love will find a way <3
04-30-2016, 09:37 PM
The wind behaving like a pup? He hadn't seen it like that. It was the wind, after all, such a graceful entity, flowing majestically. Though his mind couldn't fully fathom where it came from or what caused it, he just knew it was an important part of this world, like the rain and snow. Without it he didn't know what would happen. However, he had never viewed wind as a childlike thing, billowing wherever it wished, ever so playfully. He gave a soft grunt of agreement, continuing to shut his eyes to avoid the loose sand. Ash-tipped ears instantly perked at her next inquiry, making his head swivel around to meet her gaze with narrowed emeralds. What did she say? Having pups with someone special? With how she said it, it seemed like that "special someone" was her. By her expression it seemed to be just an innocent inquiry, and at the sight of her features, his tense form visibly relaxed. Okay, maybe he had overreacted just a bit. It was just a question, even if it wasn't one that was asked very often. He hadn't ever thought about it - having pups. Should he? Was it wrong not to think about it at this stage of his life? "If only my special someone was still around," he answered with a sigh, the hurt evident in his words. Oh, why had she left Abaven with no trace in sight? Why had she left him? Great, now he couldn't stop thinking about his cyan friend, the female he had grown up with as the only wolf he trusted, the girl he had feelings for. Even when they observed the tiny crabs scuttle about, eventually dashing into the water, the melancholy remained in his mood. He couldn't look at this alabaster woman without seeing Calypsei ever so vividly. Those blue eyes of hers are the exact same shade as her pelt. But this wasn't Calypsei. This was a different female. "Maybe they can survive on land and in water to get away from scary wolves like ourselves," he mused softly, a weak smile dancing on his lips. |
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