Long Time Traveler
06-18-2020, 02:26 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-18-2020, 02:36 AM by Rhen.)
this soul is not so vibrant; the reckoning, the sickening
packaging subversion, psuedo sacrosanct perversion
She hardly noticed when the male sat his haunches to the freezing earth, the only indication the soft thud of crunching snow, as she was entirely transfixed with the bear before her. Delighted was young Rhen, when the bear dared indulge her curiosity, pressing a surprisingly rough paw against her nose. She twitched it with a sniffle, giggling lightly before stepping back slightly, tilting her head up to meet her eyes. "Oh," she breathed, finding it's height glorious in some manners, intimidating in others; the way it made her heart, but for a moment, jump... Not of fear, but again of her own bewitchment of the creature. "Good ursa," she laughed a moment later, closing her eyes and smiling in greeting to her.
“I’m Sirius Fatalis, the Leopard is Bast, the Vulture, Marshal. She, however, seems to decide on a different name each day, and settled on none yet.” The man's voice brought her attention back to the wolf, whom while glorious in all his own rights, had the least of her attention at the moment. She ingrained each name into her head, before tasting them upon her own tongue. "Sirius... Bast... Marshal..." She repeated in a breathy manner, meeting each of their eyes with an absentminded smile. Again, her eyes rolled back to the bear, whom was yet unnamed; she pondered a moment, wondering if she needed help, before deciding to bless them each her own calling. "Rhen," she murmured softly, her smile growing as her tail began to sway behind her hocks.
"this is the way you wished your voice sounds"
my tongue's the only muscle that works harder than my heart
“I’m Sirius Fatalis, the Leopard is Bast, the Vulture, Marshal. She, however, seems to decide on a different name each day, and settled on none yet.” The man's voice brought her attention back to the wolf, whom while glorious in all his own rights, had the least of her attention at the moment. She ingrained each name into her head, before tasting them upon her own tongue. "Sirius... Bast... Marshal..." She repeated in a breathy manner, meeting each of their eyes with an absentminded smile. Again, her eyes rolled back to the bear, whom was yet unnamed; she pondered a moment, wondering if she needed help, before deciding to bless them each her own calling. "Rhen," she murmured softly, her smile growing as her tail began to sway behind her hocks.
my tongue's the only muscle that works harder than my heart
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