Ghosts of the Past

*Aranya* · 01-06-2014, 08:51 AM

DON'T KNOW WHATCHA GOT
'TIL IT'S GONE

The man's words took on a tone of farewell, and for that Aranya would smile sadly. All things must come to an end, she knew, and it appeared as though the end was upon them. She had enjoyed her afternoon with Fermin, though, and when he mentioned looking forward to seeing her again, she nodded and smiled. "I will, Master Fermin. It was an honor meeting you." Aranya watched as he turned away. She jumped back up onto her perch, the one he had found her on, and settled in to watch the man and the sun disappear over the horizon. She thought long ad hard over all that he had said, and the carvings on the wall, and the fate of the two legs. In the end, Aranya could only conclude that she wanted to meet more wolves like Fermin, and that nearly being scared out of her fur was well worth it. She looked up to watch the moon rise above her, and smiled.

-END-

"Speech," Thoughts,

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