I'm Talkin' To The Moon.
09-03-2018, 09:15 PM
"And my songs got slower, my heart a little lower"
Eyes of moss green peered forwards in the late evening hours, blankets of darkness had crept over the firefly inhabited location; cicada's singing quietly in the treetops above. Light steps brought the bounding female forwards, tan pelage shifting with each step she took. Head held high in a noble manner, Baelfire Kolceg had found herself on the banks of the enchanted body of water; What an interesting location. A flare of charcoal hued nostrils released a breath of warm air, her ears falling against her head as she gazed around the area.
Perhaps she would meet someone of decent company? She had seen many a wolf while traveling between places, but she had never stopped to converse with any; Why? Baelfire presumed that her lack of communication with others was out of a perpetual fear of disappointment. She hated to disappoint others, and hated for those to feel disappointed in herself. What better way to avoid it than solitude?But alas, she had reached her limit on the emotion of lonely.
A part of her wished for companionship, for a true friend. Someone to show her that not everyone had ill intentions, someone who she could depend on. Perhaps tonight would be the night that the canines wish would finally be granted, or perhaps it would lead to her biggest fear, another disappointment.
Perhaps she would meet someone of decent company? She had seen many a wolf while traveling between places, but she had never stopped to converse with any; Why? Baelfire presumed that her lack of communication with others was out of a perpetual fear of disappointment. She hated to disappoint others, and hated for those to feel disappointed in herself. What better way to avoid it than solitude?But alas, she had reached her limit on the emotion of lonely.
A part of her wished for companionship, for a true friend. Someone to show her that not everyone had ill intentions, someone who she could depend on. Perhaps tonight would be the night that the canines wish would finally be granted, or perhaps it would lead to her biggest fear, another disappointment.
Sniffing the cool night air again, she caught the scent of another canine. Had the gods heard her? Pushing herself forwards the female now slowly crept closer to the water's edge, elongated fur making contact with the liquid her jaws parted. Tongue rolling out of her mouth the female drank eagerly, her eyes ever watching around her. She didn't had the muse to fight someone, and would simply try to down talk an attacker. Despite smelling someone she didn't know, Baelfire wasn't uneasy. Hopefully, this was a promising sign.
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