hate to see you leave, love to watch you walk away
Fertile
09-05-2020, 05:30 PM
break me like a promise The time had finally come to say goodbye to Valhalla and the festival. Theory had overstayed by a few days, planning with Aurielle for the coming seasons. Just the idea of a festival of her very own made her feel a little bit more adult. More in control. She'd even shared a drink with a few wolves before leaving, which was out of character for the strait-laced Abavenite. Ever since she'd seen Shaye toddering on her feet from liquor it hadn't seemed very appealing. But now, as she loped back towards home just pleasantly tipsy and getting drunker, she had begun to see a different side. Her body felt loose and good in a way that she'd never felt before. Even a good nap and stretch didn't quite compete with this stupendous languor. Mmm. It was good. She picked her way carefully down the steep side of a ravine. Springtime rains had caused an raucous amount of growth, particularly at the bottom of this slope. Flowers bloomed everywhere and the evening air was sweet-smelling from all the competing scents. Theory's short tail wagged and her eyelids slid slowly down until she was blissfully half-lidded. She paused for a moment to appreciate the quiet beauty at the bottom of the gully. Everywhere she looked there were more colors. This is going to be a good year, she thought. "theory speaks!"
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