Three points where two lines meet
10-12-2016, 12:02 AM
Gethin groggily blinked open his eyes and a heart beat later he jolted awake - well, at least he thought he was awake. He scrambled up so that he was still laying on his stomach, but his upper half was sitting up so he could look around properly. Where was he? Where was Mercy? His gaze darted around to take in the rocky cave he was laying in. Everything felt so oddly warm... It seemed so familiar, but why? He carefully pulled himself onto his paws, but everything felt odd. It felt like the world wasn't quite solid in a way, like he was swimming a bit as he moved. Was he asleep still? That thought calmed him down a bit. He took in a deep breath to try and steady himself and when he did he caught another wolf's scent. It seemed oddly familiar, just like this cave did. He quickly looked around again till his eyes finally landed on the black, flame marked frame that made all the puzzle pieces fall into place in his head. "Serefina?" he asked after a moment, the name sounding correct as he said it. He started to scold himself for acting so odd in his own dream, but this didn't feel like a dream. At least not like any dream he had been through before. Granted, when he did remember dreams they were usually just painful memories from his past so this was hard to compare to that, it still felt so strangely real, yet not. |