Colors In The Water
09-02-2013, 10:54 PM
stupidity. It seemed to coarse through her unexplored veins, she had been making so many mistakes lately it was hard to keep up with. With her mothers passing and her sudden depression, what else was she to do? Trouble seemed too welcoming, she couldn't help but desire the taste of a common distraction. She could blame her problems on her bad decisions, and even though her mother had taught her better, she would give into temptation. Despite her instinct to stay in Valhalla, and out of the ghosts clutches, she had wandered from her pack lands, and had ended up here, at the lake. It was still in the western territory, so she wasn't too far from Valhalla. Pools of crystal blue flickered from left to right as the water came into view. She was looking for anyone else, and of course, there someone was. It was a male, covered in the purest of ivory, but dipped in the darkest of ebony in certain areas. Compared to her coat he was pretty average, but then again, she had thought the ghost was attractive. Why not give this boy a try? She came closer, and once she was a good yard or so away, she called to him. "Playing games are we?" Speech, |