Honey Let's Play Hooky 'Cuz It Snowed Last Night
12-20-2013, 10:56 PM
Wolf from dawnthieves, manip by Ocena. Character belongs to Denden! It was strange, this year her season had come and gone without anything particular happening, like it had the year before. But now, the woman's body was feeling the familiar sensation, of longing for another. Peculiar indeed. What else was strange, was the snow that was falling from the sky above, since that happened quite infrequently in the Eastern reaches. Inside the cavern, it was comfortable, but also a bit boring. Wandering about, she hoped her beloved would arrive and free her of this boredom. Broad paws struck the bare rock, liquid mercury optics scanning the caverns. She remembered the male she had met here, Drake. He had been so young, and yet he had felt affections for her, wanted to love her. She had done her best to turn him down kindly, yet she had not seen the sweet young man for a while. She would have liked to see him again soon, make sure he was doing okay. Songs began to fill her sensitive ivory audits, the voices of the long dead from her past filling her infinite mind and bouncing around, tormenting her. She left that cavern, moving to a different one within, revelling in the silence. Those haunting lyrics had reminded her of a dire situation that plagued her, refused to leave her be. Should she tell her mate of her past, the kingdom she had inherited through the death of her family? Knowledge of power such as that, of being the ruler of such an empire in the distance, corrupted even the best. The woman remembered some of the Beta's could hardly handle the power they held, and they were trained their entire lives for the position. What would Magnus, her knight, do if he knew he was King of the Lunashkan dynasty, ruler to a pack that was once so vast none dared to challenge it, one so mighty every wolf from home to the horizon was either an ally or an enemy, the empire that made Glaciem look like a band of pups? Would he become lost in the fantasy of leaving Alacritis and taking back what was now his? Would he take it stride and continue living as if nothing had happened? The icy rose hoped so... She had stopped at the edge of a vast pool underground, the waters glowing as if they reflected the stars in the sky. But stars did not drop from the heavens and plop into the waters. No, these glimmering specs were droppings from subterranean glow worms. Seating herself at the edge, she stared at her reflection in the still aqua. Oh how she looked like her mother, but those eyes were not her mothers, they were from a wolf generations before her own, but her memory was fuzzy on exactly who. Long banner would find it's way around her powerful paws, delicate cranium tilting to gaze upwards at the collection of luminescent feces. How strange, it reminded her of the glowing waters of Ludicael's own mangrove. Were there other things like this out there? The alabaster lass would have to find out herself, while she was out and about. A sigh escaped from her dark lips, whirling out from between her formidable canines. Who would be to give her company now? She was tired of being by herself, she wanted to spend time with someone, anyone. "speech!" |
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