The Spot

melisande




⥼she made her way to the moontouched cliffs in hopes to see Ellara again. carrying with her light step were newer feelings of insecurities and some things she wished to speak about. so far, their relationship deemed intangible to her. both physically and label wise. what were they? and where was it all going? the intellect of her was never at a pause.
as she made her way, she heard the call of Ellara ring through the cool air. excitement coursed through her, hitching her forward with a quicker than previous speed. a sense of urgency as she came to find her. "Ella!" she panted, slowing down to halt before the tall wolf. red eyes skimming over other in a tenderly way.. but its soon her brows furrowed with evident confusion. "What's.." she glanced at the armor placed near. "all this?" she sat. "You look different.." she bit her lip, unsure of what to call it. "Has something happened Ellara?" her head ducked slightly, inclining upwards to peer up at Ellara with full, glistening eyes.
she whined, growing impatient with feelings she held inside. Ellara seemed.. more fit, more worn down and somehow jaded. the distance between their homes frustrated her. and so did the abundant scent of arteyu. "You.. are always with her." she hummed to herself, words soft as it fell from her lips. no animosity in it yet it held a weariness to it. like she didn't want to hear the words be spoken aloud.⥽


"talk" "think"