I Love You, And That's All I Really Know
10-19-2013, 11:19 AM
Walk | Talk | Think Aside from the happy surprise of suddenly finding herself with a horde of new hunters to command and train, Ashtoreth's life was feeling somewhat awkward. What time she did not spend in company of the sigmas training and learning about each other she spent stealing quiet moments alone for personal hunts and sleeping. And the sleeping arrangements were by far the most complex. Leon shared her den every night, a fact which, upon his immediate return, had thrilled her to no end and made stronger her hidden feelings for him. But lately those feelings had been faltering. They rarely spoke as much as they used to, caught up in either their work or their minds. She had begun to question whether her feelings were worth it, whether she was waiting for something that would not happen at all. Perhaps he truly did see her as nothing more than a good friend. Perhaps that was why he could share a den with her and not try to pursue things further. It troubled her most mornings, but this morning had been worse. They had been first on her mind when she had woken up early and, not wanting to rouse her roommate, she had tiptoed quietly out of their shared den and into the chilly autumn morning, reverting to old habits and patrolling the border for no better reason than for some busy work to keep her moving. The brisk chill helped alleviate some of the left over sleep and the clean air helped clear her mind. As she trotted around in the early light, reflexively scenting for the border and any passers, Ashtoreth considered giving up her hope. So long had passed already; maybe it was best not to cling to something that, it seemed, only she felt. Eventually her wanderings brought her back toward the pack's central location, a quick trip to evaluate the pack's cache of available food before she decided what she would do for the rest of the day. She should have known better; what with there being more hunters, the pile was full and inviting, tempting even her to grab something for a morning meal. With a proudly satisfied smile, the lean grey hunter passed the cache and continued walking, choosing instead to find something herself. She did not get too far, however, before she caught the scent of the man she had been thinking of. Considering she shared every night in his company, if not always consciously, Ash would have been able to recognize his scent anywhere. Naturally it gave her pause. Of all the hunters she had been meant to train, he was the one she had not tried to seek out yet. She had been devoting her time to the others, telling herself that it was only because she knew him so well that she hardly needed the initial interview. But if she had been so confused regarding her feelings for him - and his feelings for her - how much did she really know? Almost forcibly the grey wolf turned her trail toward him, fighting the undeniable sense to hide that crept up within as she approached him beside the stream. She smiled and wagged her tail, though even she was sure it lacked the usual sincerity. She hardly felt herself; surely he could pick up on that too? "Hey," she greeted companionably, coming to stand before him and meet his dazzling blue eyes with her own two-toned gaze. For a second she forgot what she had been meaning to say, torn between the feelings he roused in her and the warning her mind made to distance herself, and after a small pause she found her voice again. "We're going to be doing a group hunt soon," she stated, rather unceremoniously, and instantly regretted not trying to keep things casual. Poor friend she was being if she only sought him out to speak about work. If only he knew how muddled up her emotions were, and how piss poor she was at working through them. |