ardent

What Desire Makes Foolish People Do

Allegro



Allegro

Somnium

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
45
size
Large
build
Medium
posts
127
player
Athena I

Samhain 20221K
11-05-2020, 07:29 PM
Walk | "Talk" | think


The days since he last saw Aranea felt like they had drug out much longer than it had actually been. He didn't want to cling to her or be over bearing so even though he did occasionally linger near the borders of The Hallows or in the territory that stood between their two packs, he hadn't called for her yet. He felt like there must be a reason that she hadn't done the same and he had slowly began to worry that perhaps he had done something wrong or that she had gone through a moment of clarity after they parted and had decided that it was all a mistake. Maybe he was just a little afraid of facing that possibility so that's what had kept him from going to find her to find out for sure. He was very inexperienced in the ways of relationships so all he could do was do what he thought was best, but what did he do when he didn't know what was best?

As he was lingering around the border of Abaven musing over all of these things, the woman that had been heavily at the forefront of his mind called out from him from the direction of the Moontouched Cliffs. It made his head pop up in response and a relieved grin spread across his face. Without a moment of hesitation he took off at a quick pace to find her, running though the bit of territory claimed by Abaven and heading up the grassy slope that led to the cliffs themselves. Soon enough he spotted the wolf that had caught his heart and he slowed to a loping jog until he was finally standing in front of her, panting lightly from the sprint to meet her while his tail wagged gently behind him.

At first Allegro wasn't really sure what to say, but actions came more naturally so he leaned forward to press his nose to her cheek, leaving a kiss there before taking a step closer to nuzzle into her neck if she allowed him to. "I missed you," he admitted after a moment of catching his breath, pulling back to see her face again with a quiet hope that she would feel the same rather than that insecure worry in the back of his mind coming true.