Still Growing [Shelby]

*Flint* · 07-10-2013, 01:27 PM

Sunset had passed it's peak, and the world around Flint was descending into dusk. The twilight turned the world a milky indigo hue, and the moon was just beginning to gain it's power. The aftermath of an unusually warm day had left the world around her smelling heady and full of life. Flint had been watching the sunset from atop one of the larger rocks in the boulder field, one covered in moss and deliciously comfortable. Unfortunately, she had neglected finding a nook to spend the night in, inn favor of relaxing. Still, somehow she couldn't be bothered to care all that much. Unless a storm sprang up she could just as well sleep in the shadow of a boulder and hardly know the difference.

Flint craned her neck upwards to stare at the moon for just a moment. She remembered stories her mother had told her about how the moon was the white eye of a great black she-wolf who watched over the wolves of Terra and when they passed, ran on hunts with their spirits in the sky. It was a comforting thought, but at the same time Flint had trouble believing it. She had never had much contact with gods, and she had never really wanted to. She liked to live her own life the way she wanted to, not the way any celestial wolf wanted her to. She stayed in the shadows as much as she could, trying to avoid their notice, but on nights like this it felt harder than usual. A shiver ran down her spine and she frowned up at the moon.

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