ardent

Like The Tide Beating Hearts Rise But Never Die



Ameiva


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06-14-2013, 08:53 PM




Wandering, it seemed she was always wandering. Why did she walk the path of her mother, Tracking the memories and consuming them whole? If only she could peer into that faithful day when worlds collided and realms became one. She wandered the world of in-between just like her mother and yet she couldn?t touch the silk that her mother often moved to view what she could never know. It was frustrating and yet she couldn?t help but continue to try and try again.

She had met a few wolves on the grounds of blood and decay. Where worlds ripped open and kings and queens fell from grace. Heavens angles gave no mercy in this place but merely stood by to take the spoils from the victors. What spoils did they stalk today? Words crossed her ears as she turned her light head towards the direction of the voice. It was an odd sound. Nothing like those she knew but something different. Her ears fell back with disgust. So Salamander wasn?t the only monstrosity was he? She shook her head at the disgust she held for her one brother.

Soon enough the duo came into focus. She noticed a pup, her age or younger maybe, and a strange thing to behold. What the fuck was it or rather who was it? She looked kind of canine but her odd markings and weird hair was a site to behold indeed. She looked towards the pup and she could see the fear settling in. her dark lips curled back in a miniature snarl as she ran towards the male. Her hair rose upright as she looked at the stranger and growled. ?What are YOU doing!? she all but spat. Her heart was in her chest and yet she couldn?t help the thrill she was feeling.

Part of her was curious. She wanted to watch this creature. To follow her movements and see whom she belonged to. Was she free? Her mother would love this creature. Yet she was unsure the creatures intentions with this male. She was like her mother in that sense, running into danger to protect those that she cared for, yet something told her she didn?t need to fear this thing. No other words escaped her lips. Merely the horror, confusion, and deep curiosity seemed to shine in her eyes. It was an internal battle of what would win but curiosity seemed to surpass any emotions she felt.