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Moon's Rising in the East



Twig I

Loner

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KatG2
01-15-2014, 02:18 AM





The oddly marked woman would walk slowly up to the pond, her senses all a blur as she tried to calm her breath. She had seen him again, though she knew he had to be a dream. A simple trick of the mind, but it always felt so real. She could even feel where his jaws had been clamped around her throat. But the deep breaths were helping, and the water would wash the rest of the nightmare into the depth of the lake. Twig's royal gaze would peer into the depth as she arrived at the shore, her lonely reflection would stare back at her stoic features. Long black tipped banner would kiss her heals as her delicate slate paws started to carry her around the edge of the pool.
A sigh would escape her lips as she settled down under a tree, a soft spring breeze would play in her long coat as her lavender eyes would peer into the light of the moon. She could feel the familiar ache in her chest, she'd been separated from her family for the better part of two months. She'd always wanted to be out in the world on her own, but this was hardly what she'd been planning on. She wanted to run to her brothers and boast all of the wonderful places she'd seen, but she couldn't. They were lost, and she didn't even know that she'd ever see them again. As she shook a tear that threatened to spill from her darkly marked eyes she would lower her head to enjoy the drink of cool water she'd been craving.
As she quenched the thirst shining droplets of the liquid would run down her white chin as she let herself stand once more. Eyes once again seeking the guidance of the moon. She'd hardly spent any of her time practicing her disguises, her heart could simply not take it when she knew not where to find the ones she loved. Narrowing her eyes she would grit her teeth as she bit back the emotions that boiled within. She would find them, she had to. She'd break from her stance, and would let the emotion of her sorrow pour out as she let a howl loose from pristine lips. It was a call of need and sadness.. she just wanted to see them.






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