Cold Blooded, Warm Hearted
11-14-2013, 03:28 AM
Fall was close to an end and winter was on its way. With the seasons changing, the scenery did as well. Snow would soon be upon the ground, a bite to the air would hasten to anyone who struggled for warmth, and the branches of any tree would be free of leaves. In short, with winter came coldness and lack of life. Along with the seasonal change, winter would bring a fiery streak to a certain bluish-black furred female. This time around, however, there was no evidence of it. It was the change of hormone levels that was on Eria's mind that day. Ever since the night she had spent with Friction, her body had been acting different. She was more emotional when she thought of her dead parents and how their losses affected her life and the fire that ran in her veins wasn't there. Winter was Eria's season of heat, but if she didn't have the signs or symptoms of it, she knew there was only one reason why: the young girl was pregnant. She hadn't voiced such thoughts to anyone, but of course as a rogue, she didn't have anyone to tell. The thoughts continued to run in circles, as if she was trying to make sense of it all. Maybe that was why she had ended up lost in the wild unknown. The layout of the Whispering Caves was unfamiliar to her. Eria had never wandered that far South, but her paws probably figured something worth finding was there. Teal-blue eyes rose as she pulled herself from her thoughts to see which cave she was going to enter. Simple observations of an unknown male's scent and his trail was all she needed for her curious nature to sweep her towards the chosen cave. After a few steps before being enveloped in the darkness, she stopped and listened for any signs of life. She was not disappointed when the breathing of a large bruj came to her ears. Black triangles perked and she took a few more steps in that same direction, nose quivering at his fresh scent. "Hello?" She softly asked, blue eyes filled with the natural curiosity she possessed. Speech, |