I'm not tired, I'm not lonely
05-03-2020, 10:06 AM
There had been a certain kind of loneliness that had filled him after he left Natha's side, knowing that he would have to brave the world alone once again. That had been his original plan, to get away from his past and start life anew. It had been so nice though, to explore a lot of the North with the lynx at his side. Talking to her was easier than any of his conversations that he had had with wolves that he had run into. A wistful sigh left his mauve lips, ears pulling back against his skull tightly. The sting of being alone was stronger than ever before now. He knew that he could go and find her, he knew where she had chosen to make her home after all. Would that seem too desperate though? It had only been a few nights since they had parted ways, if he crawled back already, she might be turned off of being his friend if he was always going to show up like that. Swallowing the bitter thought, Lyulf wandered onward. He had no idea where he was, intent to keep his mind busy in his continued exploration of the northern most lands. Winter was on its way, and only then would he dare to venture into the other areas of these lands. His thick coat made it hard for him to stand the heat, and the prospect of more lands to explore made his heart beat a little quicker in his chest. It would be a new task, something else to keep him occupied as he lived out the rest of his days, all by himself.
A head shake scattered the dark thoughts, green eyes finally focusing on the area around him. The lapping of the sea against a shore made him blink in confusion, paws carrying him to the lip of the hill before him. Below, a black sanded beach extended, wrapped in the gentle colours of the setting sun. It was like he had been transported to another world, but the bitter cold air around him told him that he was very much still in the north. When he thought about the icy frontier, he didn't think of beaches like this. It was a welcomed surprise though, a hint of a grin curling on his stoic lips for a moment. It was truly beautiful, emerald eyes drinking in the view for another second before he turned to make his way down the hill. He almost tripped over his paws as he rushed onto the sand, spreading his toes when he touched the start of the shore. He couldn't remember the last time that he had been on a beach, if ever, really. It felt so foreign under his paws, a deep chuckle vibrating in his throat. If this is what the other lands had, he was even more eager to see what they had to hold. Jumping forward, he leapt to and fro, kicking at the sand under him like a pup. It was the most carefree that he had been in awhile, not able to help the true laugh that left his lips. Palm trees dotted the beach, and he skipped over to one to bump his head against it gently. It was like a slice of paradise, tucked into the icy lands that made up the rest of the North. He had told Natha that he didn't intend to settle down anywhere, but here... he would be lucky to call a place like this home. Sure, there wasn't much food, the waters were far too cold to fish, but waking up to a view like this... it sounded too good to be true. Lyulf left the tree and moved over towards the sea, eyeing the odd crescent shape of the land. It was like a giant bite had been taken out of the sand, leaving a near perfect half circle for the waves to wash up on.
Lyulf could hardly sit still, his eyes hungrily roaming over the cove. There was a tall cliff behind him, something that he was eager to see. If there was a cave cut into the slide of the cliff, he just might have to actually think of making this his den for awhile. It made his heart feel lighter, an unusually wide grin cutting across his features. The long haired wolf flopped down onto his back, wiggling in the black sands as he looked up at the fading light above him. His paws folded in front of his chest, digging himself deeper into the sands as the pink and blues faded into deeper purples and oranges. It was the most beautiful thing that he had seen, something he was reluctant to take his eyes off of. Further exploration could wait, right? The sand felt too good to leave, a hint of warmth still clinging to the tiny grains. After all this time, could he really have a home? Gleefully he sprang up again, racing around the sparce trees, kicking at the sand at his paws. He felt like a carefree pup, glad that there was no one to see more of his true self come to the surface. Apparently all he needed was a little holiday from the dreary snow and ice that he liked so much.
A head shake scattered the dark thoughts, green eyes finally focusing on the area around him. The lapping of the sea against a shore made him blink in confusion, paws carrying him to the lip of the hill before him. Below, a black sanded beach extended, wrapped in the gentle colours of the setting sun. It was like he had been transported to another world, but the bitter cold air around him told him that he was very much still in the north. When he thought about the icy frontier, he didn't think of beaches like this. It was a welcomed surprise though, a hint of a grin curling on his stoic lips for a moment. It was truly beautiful, emerald eyes drinking in the view for another second before he turned to make his way down the hill. He almost tripped over his paws as he rushed onto the sand, spreading his toes when he touched the start of the shore. He couldn't remember the last time that he had been on a beach, if ever, really. It felt so foreign under his paws, a deep chuckle vibrating in his throat. If this is what the other lands had, he was even more eager to see what they had to hold. Jumping forward, he leapt to and fro, kicking at the sand under him like a pup. It was the most carefree that he had been in awhile, not able to help the true laugh that left his lips. Palm trees dotted the beach, and he skipped over to one to bump his head against it gently. It was like a slice of paradise, tucked into the icy lands that made up the rest of the North. He had told Natha that he didn't intend to settle down anywhere, but here... he would be lucky to call a place like this home. Sure, there wasn't much food, the waters were far too cold to fish, but waking up to a view like this... it sounded too good to be true. Lyulf left the tree and moved over towards the sea, eyeing the odd crescent shape of the land. It was like a giant bite had been taken out of the sand, leaving a near perfect half circle for the waves to wash up on.
Lyulf could hardly sit still, his eyes hungrily roaming over the cove. There was a tall cliff behind him, something that he was eager to see. If there was a cave cut into the slide of the cliff, he just might have to actually think of making this his den for awhile. It made his heart feel lighter, an unusually wide grin cutting across his features. The long haired wolf flopped down onto his back, wiggling in the black sands as he looked up at the fading light above him. His paws folded in front of his chest, digging himself deeper into the sands as the pink and blues faded into deeper purples and oranges. It was the most beautiful thing that he had seen, something he was reluctant to take his eyes off of. Further exploration could wait, right? The sand felt too good to leave, a hint of warmth still clinging to the tiny grains. After all this time, could he really have a home? Gleefully he sprang up again, racing around the sparce trees, kicking at the sand at his paws. He felt like a carefree pup, glad that there was no one to see more of his true self come to the surface. Apparently all he needed was a little holiday from the dreary snow and ice that he liked so much.
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