Long Time Traveler
06-18-2020, 03:04 AM
this soul is not so vibrant; the reckoning, the sickening
packaging subversion, psuedo sacrosanct perversion
Rhen couldn't help her delight when the bear grasped her crown between impossibly large paws, saying "Fer-riends,", and placing atop her wet nose and even wetter kiss. She erupted with giggles, trying to wriggle out of her grasp, before lunging forward slightly to nip lightly at the furs of the bear's cheeks and then returning the welcomed lick with one of her own. "Yes," she murmured in a victorious manner, before taking a step back and studying the bear with a cocked head and shimmering eyes. "Mmm... You do need a name, ursa. Kat... Katya?" She murmured with a contemplative, thoughtful expression.
"She's good company," Siruis said with a warm chuckle, as Rhen nodded in understanding. "Yes, I can sense that much. We're of likeness, her and I," Rhen laughed with a wink to her new friend. Both young, both daring to understand what might have, eons ago, been deemed out of their reach. "The Cathedral Point?" Sirius suddenly questioned, giving a name to that thing that had originally caught Rhen's heart. She frowned a moment, finding she much preferred her name for it, giving it the ethereal title seeming much more fitting, before shrugging it off.
His next word brought more intrigue, as she glanced toward the way his lips curled, though found no humor. “The South is much more agreeable. My pack resides there, and I find winters are not nearly as harsh there. I prefer it that way” A pack, then? She berated herself for not having caught the scent before, though the many beasts were of far more interest. She remembered her pack life before, and questioned if she would go back, if she could... If only for mother and father, she decided, she would- but that was a far off fantasy, now. "Is it very far?" She questioned with raised brows and parted lips.
"this is the way you wished your voice sounds"
my tongue's the only muscle that works harder than my heart
"She's good company," Siruis said with a warm chuckle, as Rhen nodded in understanding. "Yes, I can sense that much. We're of likeness, her and I," Rhen laughed with a wink to her new friend. Both young, both daring to understand what might have, eons ago, been deemed out of their reach. "The Cathedral Point?" Sirius suddenly questioned, giving a name to that thing that had originally caught Rhen's heart. She frowned a moment, finding she much preferred her name for it, giving it the ethereal title seeming much more fitting, before shrugging it off.
His next word brought more intrigue, as she glanced toward the way his lips curled, though found no humor. “The South is much more agreeable. My pack resides there, and I find winters are not nearly as harsh there. I prefer it that way” A pack, then? She berated herself for not having caught the scent before, though the many beasts were of far more interest. She remembered her pack life before, and questioned if she would go back, if she could... If only for mother and father, she decided, she would- but that was a far off fantasy, now. "Is it very far?" She questioned with raised brows and parted lips.
my tongue's the only muscle that works harder than my heart