The world is what we make it
05-14-2019, 12:16 PM
Eris Pyre He towered over her, but she found only comfort in his presence. Eris was used to being the smallest in a group, but with the Ademre, she had never felt weak. The she-wolf leaned on him, knowing that he would willingly support her weight. She was no burden to him. His warmth was the closest thing she had to home in these strange lands. Although she had gotten good at tracking - she had had to, under the duress of her siblings' departure - this place was still foreign. Could you ever know a place without seeing it? The thought troubled her. If it was true, she would soon come to know nothing - except this, the feeling of warmth from Lament's body, and the overwhelming smell of him. She could taste it. This was knowing. "Amar... etto?" Eris murmured, her voice tinged with upset. Her disappointment was twofold: Lament didn't seem to recognize her, and her sisters were not with him either. In fact, the way he said their sister's name, it was possible she was missing. Eris made a soft noise in the back of throat, somewhere between a whine and a keen. "I'm - can't you - don't you remember me?" She breathed, struggling not to cry. After a moment, Eris leaned into the sadness and wept into his neck. "It's Eris, it's me, please - just, just breathe... Just take in my scent, please. It's stronger than sight. It's stronger than memory!" If anyone knew the power of scent and touch over sight, it was her. "Where are the others? I thought I would find you together!" Eris whimpered, her tail tucked between her legs. If she crouched, the female could practically crawl underneath the larger male. In a different time, in a different place, she might have done just that. There were times when her size was a comfort - it allowed her to be closer to the Ademre than she otherwise would. Some of her fondest memories were of cold winter nights, curled into a pile with Lament, Ballad, and Amaretto, on top of and underneath and practically inside of one another. You could hardly tell where one of them began and the others ended. She longed for simpler times, surrounded on all sides by her family. There were no wrong turns when you walked shoulder-to-shoulder with the only creatures you trusted. |
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