you'd have to stop the world just to stop the feeling
good luck, babe!
Fertile
06-25-2024, 09:54 AM
"I've missed you." Theory felt the words dance along her spine, relieving aches and pains she hadn't even known she'd been carrying. Years and years of weight dropped off of her shoulders with those words. Why had they spent so long apart? She couldn't pretend to remember the reasons now, or even act like they mattered as they once had. The last few years lost to illness aside, they had spent so long dancing carefully around each other. Meeting in secret. Afraid, for some reason, to claim each other. But her muzzle was grey now. Her body ached in the mornings. And yet, when she caught her reflection in the still water, she felt the same as she always had. She felt young, in her soul. It was only her body betraying her. Theory pressed her cheek against Thalia's as the smaller female buried her face in her neck. She had hoped she might learn word of her at the bonfire, but this was beyond her wildest expectations; she wanted to savor it and commit every touch to memory. Theo closed her eyes and exhaled softly. The sun was bright enough now that it almost hurt to look at the brilliant sandy beach without averting her gaze. Had there been a storm at all? Only the heaviness of her fur, damp straight through to the undercoat, gave her any reason to believe it had occurred. "You're okay." Her mouth went dry. Theory nodded vigorously into Thalia's thick ruff of fur around her neck. "Yes, yes. Better now," she said quietly, nudging her neck firmly with her nose. Once she would have shied away from what she wanted to say, but the adrenaline of crossing the strait galvanized her: "Better now that I'm with you." The waves drew in again, warming the frozen tips of her toes. Theory dug her toes deeper into the sand and slowly stepped off of Thalia and reclined next to her in the shallow water. "A strange healer found me, by the time I'd gotten better they'd disappeared..." she trailed off. Could she rely on her own memory? Certain things she could pick out in detail: the healer's missing leg, the searing bright green of their eyes, but so much else was cobwebs and mystery. "I feel myself again," she finished, assertively. That much was true. "But I don't wish to speak of the past. Not right now. I want to drink to our future." Theory lifted her gaze to meet Thalia's and smiled. Now that she had her in her sights, she wasn't planning on letting her go. Theo shrugged out of the leather cord that had held her gift for the festival safely in place. By some miracle, it hadn't opened and spilled all over her in the mad dash for safety. Although it had been intended to be used for the celebration, she couldn't imagine a better reason to celebrate than the lovely creature before her. Theo cracked the seal on the bottle and took a deep swig. "To whatever may come," she announced, nosing the bottle closer to Thalia. The sky was beginning to streak with delicious shades of pink and purple, and she could hear the movement of others in the underbrush leading away from the beach. They would drink, and then they would attend the festival. Together. |
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