Sing to the Moon
Bramble
Bulwark
Tactician
08-21-2023, 12:32 PM
One puppy, two puppies, three. All snug as bugs in a rug. An evening full of Carpathian lore and fairytales to add some flare. Drinking in the stories as much as she could. Even as she grew, her body lengthening and mind-expanding, she drank it all in. Everything she could learn about the past, her ancestors, she wanted to know. As much as her parents chuckled at the sight of the dire princess snuggled in with the smaller puppies, she didn't care. She wouldn't be ready for bed until her mother sweetly whispered good night and her siblings were sleeping soundly with their eyes closed and tails wrapped around themselves. Slipping from her parents' quarters to make her way up the stairs to her own bedroom, Bramble allowed herself to yawn wide. Every day was long. Full of training, patrolling, socializing, and learning. She insisted on exhausting herself until she nearly collapsed. It made falling asleep easy when Meadow wasn't available for a cup of tea. Tonight was such a night as she pushed open her door, plopped down upon her bed, and allowed her eyes to flutter close. Her breathing slows, sides expanding and contracting as her breaths deepen. Bramble moves and twitches, restless as she sinks into the realm of Somnium. Teal eyes snap open as the crisp morning air curls around her nostrils. As she exhales, she sees the plume of dense air fill around her. It all felt so real. The grass and dirt pressed beneath her paws. Birds soar above the tree tops as the beginning rays of morning light seep through the leaves. Yet, as she glances around, none of it is familiar. It is nowhere she has been before and yet, she feels as if she was meant to come here. Taking a few steps forward, Bramble is apprehensive to continue. What was this strange place? The chill around her is bracing and inviting at the same time. Spring was indeed one of her favorite seasons and it felt like spring here. As much as her mind told her to turn and go home, something in her chest told her to continue forward. Through the brush, across a pass, until the view of a lake met her with one wolf standing down by the shore. The water here was the clearest water she had ever laid eyes on. The woman standing by the lake was magnificent and regal. She reminded her of her father in how she held herself. Curious, Bramble approached. Both ears forward, teal eyes bright with curiosity, she keeps her tail relaxed and lightly swishing between her ankles. "Do I know you?" Bramble asks softly as she stops a few feet away. Bramble Carpathius
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bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.
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