Hidden Storms
12-05-2013, 01:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-05-2013, 01:24 PM by Jupiter I.)
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In the night, for a reason that was unfathomable to her at the time, Jupiter woke. Upon her conscience filtering into reawakening, she suppressed a shudder, audits pinning lightly against her skull as she felt the chill creep around her. Curled in her den where she had once a year before given birth to her children, the lass felt empty and alone. She wondered anxiously where Medusa had been on this night, hoping that some fortune had not befallen her, but such thoughts kept her occupied of only the briefest of moments. The celestial lady rose quietly to her paws, sweeping low across the ground as she left her underground den and stepped out into the spots of moonlight that worked its way through the gaps in the leaves. For a few seconds, she stared up at the lightly-waving foliage, allowing for her ears to press forward so she could drink in the sounds around her. When nothing piqued her interest, it was hunger the drove her toward the meadows, her stomach seeking the nourishment provided by the abundance of rabbits that lived there. Like water her form flowed through the territory as she ghosted her way across the roots of the mangroves, gait measured and styled to deliver grace on a terrain usually maneuvered quite clumsily. So practiced was the Sol at getting quickly from one part of Ludicael to another that little care had to be taken any longer when she covered the precarious terrain. Her fluid movement halted suddenly and her nares quivered at the scent that met her nose. After a brief pause, her dial dropped to the ground and she encountered blood--of a wolf. The orange fur upon her flesh raised and the unnerved woman began to follow the trail, concern streaking through her mind. Jupiter's pace sped until she was at a rapid canter, not quite sprinting but not moving slowly, either. She found Aurora in the meadow, sitting and staring up at the moon, and the girl couldn't help but hesitate at the edge of the trees, holding the smell of blood tightly in her nostrils. Then the lass moved tentatively forward, snapping a twig or two before descending from the treeline to alert the woman of her presence. "Aurora?" she breathed, speaking only loud enough to be heard. ooc: Sorry it took so long to reply to this. I was waiting to see if anyone else would, since I know Jupiter isn't as close to her as, say, Magnus. ^^; |
prone to violent reaction. ic actions have ic consequences and she lives and breathes it.public enemy #1
crawl. crawl more. drag your hands and knees across the destruction left in my wake to the ends of the earth. there's a green light of a shining star in my sky and there will not be an obstacle i will not overcome until i cup that star in my palms. the void in my will has been filled with purpose. so crawl. crawl more, love.
because i like it when you're on your knees.