Gimme Some Sugar

Bowen watched as Artorias took his turn sampling the crystals that grew in the cavern. The young fae watched with brows raised for her brother's reaction. A wide grin formed on her maw accompanied by a pleased giggle as he too realized that the crystals were indeed made of sugar. He took a bite of one just to be sure. "We should take a bunch of these back with us. I'm sure others would enjoy them too." Her tail swished back and forth behind her with pleasure at the thought of giving gifts to her other siblings. Maybe their mom would like one too.

"Let's keep going," she insisted before pulling away and moving further into the cavern. The ground beneath her paws was soft and spongy, the moss creating the perfect, lush carpet for the wolves to walk upon. There were plants scattered about, but not being a healer, Bowen had no idea what they were. Casting a glance over one caramel shoulder, Bo asked her brother, "Do you think Gwyn would want any of these?" Just her luck, she'd take something back to her sister and it would be nothing but weeds.

The light within the cavern came completely from the entrance, reflected from crystal to crystal. It was terribly interesting and reminded Bowen of some great treasure chest. Entering into another room with a large domed ceiling, Bowen almost felt as though she was sitting among the stars. The copper and cream woman seated herself, curling her tail around one shapely hip before looking upwards. Viridian eyes scanned the sparkling points above her and a little smile tugged at her maw. This was a place of wonders and it did a lot to lift her low spirits.

As Artorias joined her, she was reminded of the reason for her visit here. With a sigh, she leaned into his side. "I'm glad you came," she admitted softly. "I've been struggling lately." Again, she didn't mind sharing with Briar. Art shared with Haiku, so it was only fair. Bowen's gaze now drifted to look at the moss covered ground at their paws. "Since coming back, I've only slept with you and Haiku. It's been enough." She hadn't even wanted to sleep with anyone else, which was a huge step for the woman. "Now that you have less time, I've been feeling that anxiousness again. That blind desire that I can't trust. It scares me a bit," she whispered quietly. When that state of pure lust was upon her, she couldn't trust herself or control herself. She didn't want to be like that again.

"I don't want you to worry and I don't want you to feel bad," she pulled away from her resting place against his side and shook her head. "I just needed you to myself for a bit and I needed to speak my thoughts aloud." The woman's tail twitched a bit with anxiousness and irritation. She hated the way that she was sometimes. Lacking control... it was a scary thing.

"Bowen" | "Carpathian"