Prayin' for Daylight

*Jaelle* · 04-06-2017, 10:46 PM

*Navigation - The Frozen Field

It was hard to say what was on the gypsies mind, she was far too focused on tackling the icy slopes. Her claws bit into the sheer ice, grunting as she quickly pushed up to reach the ledge. It was just wide enough for her to stand on, and with a deep breath she leaned against the icy tower. Jaelle looked around for the little weasel, seeing his brown form racing up the slope. The tube of fur was trying his best to get up, tiny claws scrambling on the slick surface. She couldn't help but chuckle, leaning down to grab him. He squeaked out a complaint but was quickly tossed onto the mottled woman's coat. She felt his nails dig into her, but it didn't stop her for long. Carefully she turned the corner, hugging her little wall until she got to the other side. Seeing a nearby hill, Jae glanced at the gap between it. She could make it on a normal day, but when it was made of all ice? Was it worth it? Wiggling her bell clad tail, she bunched up and took the plunge without second thought.

Giet let out a loud screech as they flew through the air, a giggle bursting forth from the wolf's maw. Of course, as soon as she landed she started to slide down the hill. Digging in her claws, she tried to reach back up to the flat part but couldn't quite get it. Knowing that there was no use in getting up, she flipped around to face the bottom of the slope. If she wasn't going to get up, might as well have fun getting down! Howling in delight, she slid down with the stoat clinging to her neck. This way she was having fun. This way there were no thoughts of being left alone by Xephyris. Nothing but her and her companion, having some fun. It had been a year already since she had even been with Xeph, since they had... No. Just fun. Not worrying about her heat, not worrying about being on her own again. This is what she wanted, all she needed.

"SPEAK"

Art by Fox

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