Bonnie and Clyde
Fel & Sibyl
10-30-2020, 09:35 PM
"We're lost, aren't we?"
The larger dark-furred brute dunked his face into the flowing waters of the Rio Grande, pulling back after a few seconds for a gasp of fresh air to fill his depleted lungs. He dipped his muzzle back into the cool river, taking a long drink that slaked his thirst and gave him a shudder of satisfaction that could only come from quenching a dire need. How long had they been running now? Two days, three? He hadn't been keeping track, far more intent on putting as much distance between them and the shitstorm they had kicked up as physically possible. Now the two wolves stood on the southern shore of the largest river in Boreas, with no plan and no idea where they were. He shook his head, releasing a spray of water from his damp fur, then turned to fix his gaze on the silvery white female nearby. Gray eyes gleamed with vexation when he saw just how casually she seemed to be taking their situation. Then again, she had been the one to knock their plans off the rails, despite how much she had insisted the opposite.
"You said you knew where you were going, and yet we're back at this same damn river again." Azriel peered around the verdant forest surrounding the mighty river, scanning the trees and bushes as he did. Birds sang in the warm summer day, and sunlight streamed down through the filter of leaves in the canopy overhead. The lands were beautiful, but were they safe? If there was one thing Azriel could not abide by, it was being caught off guard and without a plan. He grit his teeth and paced away from the riverbank back toward his companion, ears pinned back and tail bristling in a visual display of his annoyance. Due to their size difference, he towered over the petite female, peering down at her with cold, calculating gray eyes, trying to read every nuance of her expression, her body language, the look in her lavender eyes. "Are you going to tell me what the hell you were thinking back there now? Or do you still think this is all my fault?" he asked with a twinge of his lips, fighting back an irritated growl.
"Speech" — Thoughts