S'il suffisait d'aimer
11-13-2013, 08:03 PM
Pale cream wolfess bustled around in her den.She was taking time to count her stock and think over what she would need before winter officially set in. Atlas sat high in the tree that's roots made her den. His head twisted with beak neatly tucked into his wing as he dozed off. As a naturally night creature he slept late into the day, at least till passed sunhigh. Symphony huffed with mild relief knowing she was well set for winter and yet just needed to grab a new herbs to her piles. She pulled herself out of the den and shook out her fur. Head lifted to look at her companion with a smile before trotting off. There was no need to wake him when he surely needed his rest. It was well into the day when a call rang out into Ludicael. Ears perked up and heart jumped up to start beating away like she was running for her life. She knew whose voice that was, though she had never heard him howl before. And it was not just for Ludicael but her specifically. She looked about with her soft yellow and gentle blue eyes before grabbing her small bundle of collected herbs and taking off. It took a short while to reach him, having been nearly at the far end of the territory. As soon as she spotted him from the trees she slowed down at a walk. She stopped a few feet away and gently set down her bundle. Eyes returned to Gitan, taking in his presence. At once she noticed fresh wounds but they seemed to have been tended to. She whined softly to him before rushing forwards, tail waving behind her. Her muzzle nuzzled into his neck gently as she drank in his scent. This male made her feel so flushed and hot, made her heart race and skip. She felt safe and right by his side. And after the recently pack meeting and feeling all alone besides Atlas, Gitan's presence was like a blessing. She pulled away reluctantly to see his face.Gitan what are you doing here? Is..everything ok? She asked softly as she took in the site of his wounds yet again. She shifted nervously, ears twisting back as she gazed into his green handsome eyes with concern. If he was in trouble she would not hesitate to help him. Speech, |