It's Been Awhile... [Ifrit]
03-10-2013, 02:53 PM
He pulled himself up to a halt. His massive frame reclining backwards to rest upon his haunches. His audits swiveled, to catch her teasing gestures but he did not respond to them, his pink tongue escaping his maw and licking at an inky black maw. Forever the stoic warrior he would be or so it seemed. They were polar opposites, he and her. Where she saw light and joy, he saw darkness and death. Where she had been crafted for speed and agility, he had been molded into thick muscle and brute strength. It was strange how fate worked to bring two opposing forces of nature together. Even stranger how they seemed to get along. She mimicked him, shifting her legs beneath her and drawing back to sit amongst the molten rocks. Nary a few feet from her the lava bubbled and hissed, filling the atmosphere with a sense of dread and foreboding. Insomnia found peace amongst it.
"Glaciem, I doubt, will engage in combat with another. They prefer peace and tranquility over chaos and death." Insomnia knew that if it came down to it, Glaciem would engage in a war, but the situation would need to be dire. Originally she had thought that peace that Glaciem promised would be the release her soul had needed, but she had been wrong. She knew not what she wanted, or where she wished to be, she was lost. His question caught her by surprise. Onyx oculars narrowing as she considered his question. She could lie, could spew how she wished for peace and happiness among the packs, how she wished for life for all things good and death to all things foul, but she had never been in the habit of lying.
"I used to know what I fought for. My mate, my pups. Now I suppose I fight for nothing, just the drive for basic survival." It was probably the most honest thing she had ever spoken and she was finished her onyx eyes drifted to the spewing lava. She didn't know where she belonged anymore, and she wasn't sure she had the heart to keep looking.
"Glaciem, I doubt, will engage in combat with another. They prefer peace and tranquility over chaos and death." Insomnia knew that if it came down to it, Glaciem would engage in a war, but the situation would need to be dire. Originally she had thought that peace that Glaciem promised would be the release her soul had needed, but she had been wrong. She knew not what she wanted, or where she wished to be, she was lost. His question caught her by surprise. Onyx oculars narrowing as she considered his question. She could lie, could spew how she wished for peace and happiness among the packs, how she wished for life for all things good and death to all things foul, but she had never been in the habit of lying.
"I used to know what I fought for. My mate, my pups. Now I suppose I fight for nothing, just the drive for basic survival." It was probably the most honest thing she had ever spoken and she was finished her onyx eyes drifted to the spewing lava. She didn't know where she belonged anymore, and she wasn't sure she had the heart to keep looking.