Radiant
07-13-2013, 06:33 PM
He slept the vast majority of the day, a nocturnal creature by nature. His heart and his soul belonged to the darkness, when no light graced the jealous earth and the stars lit the night sky. It represented everything good and worthy in his life. Hope, laughter, family, love, everything that settled his soul and made him feel finally home. But today he couldn't sleep, trapped suddenly by a fierce case of insomnia, the daylight glared, harming his delicate irises and making him wince. High in the sky the sun climbed higher and the earth drew up in anticipation. It couldn't be jealous when the stars couldn't steal its glory. He deflated, if only slightly, but if he couldn't sleep, he would make something of the day. He was not one to be depressed along. For a male he was small and his musculature was sinewy and lanky, not at all muscular like the vast majority of his gender, he didn't mind and never had. Stereotypes had never suited him either. Pausing, he took a moment to squint between the trees, sunlight trickled through, attempting to blind him even now. Snout to the heavens, a mournful cry for the dark of night fell from his larynx, a bay, a desperate plea, but the earth refused to relinquish its control of day and the male continued his trek. The line of trees broke into dirt which became sand. The waves crashed, crushing the sand and dragging it out to sea. He had been too many beaches before and had seen a great many things, but some wonders never ceased to amaze him. Slowly he tread forward, torso bending this way and that as he moved at his leisurely pace. The scent of another drew his attention and he stopped, his head rising, amethysts searching for this stranger. He found her quickly. She was taller than him, but most were, her pelt was immaculate, utterly spotless and a variety of color was splashed about her while his own pelt favored the colors of night, grays and blacks, he heard her soft expulsion of air and the quiet comment. A gentle smile found its way upon his maw and slowly he stalked towards her, tail swinging absently behind him. "The day may possess beauty but I much prefer my path to be lit by starlight than sunlight." His voice was low and deep, a soothing rumble that bubbled up from his chest. Speech, |
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