between my pride and my promise
02-10-2014, 06:13 PM
Wide sapphire eyes stared in unblinking silence at the rocks as the moved and shifted across the dry lake bed. It had rained earlier in the morning and the mud trails left by the gliding stones gleamed in the sunlight. This place possessed old magic? deep magic. She could feel it setting her fur on end and slowly the beauty's eyes closed. Au?ra focused her mind and her senses, her thoughts whispering out to Ullr to aid her on the hunt for first her sister? then her wayward cousin.
Au?ra did not have to wait long as the warm and familiar scent of her sister wafted to her nostrils. She was close. The pale fae had nearly caught up with her darker sister. Rising gracefully to her feet with ghostlike elegance Au?ra set herself to the trail.
She had not journeyed long before she came upon her sister's form, cursing softly.
"God dag, lilles?ster." Au?ra's voice was soft and calm as it parted from her maw. She did not speak often, finding the language barrier a sometimes frustrating hurdle to overcome but she felt more comfortable with her sister than really any other wolf she knew. She also didn't want to startle the ebony femme though Au?ra was certain she'd been seen. Heard was always another story as the snow dusted fae was nearly silent in her movements. Her tail was wagging lightly as she stepped over to the other fae hoping to offer her a quick nuzzle of affection and greeting.
"Noen lykke?" She asked if her sister had had any luck. It seemed their cousins scent trail was constantly meandering. It was musty and difficult to follow but she trusted her little sisters skill in tracking.
Au?ra did not have to wait long as the warm and familiar scent of her sister wafted to her nostrils. She was close. The pale fae had nearly caught up with her darker sister. Rising gracefully to her feet with ghostlike elegance Au?ra set herself to the trail.
She had not journeyed long before she came upon her sister's form, cursing softly.
"God dag, lilles?ster." Au?ra's voice was soft and calm as it parted from her maw. She did not speak often, finding the language barrier a sometimes frustrating hurdle to overcome but she felt more comfortable with her sister than really any other wolf she knew. She also didn't want to startle the ebony femme though Au?ra was certain she'd been seen. Heard was always another story as the snow dusted fae was nearly silent in her movements. Her tail was wagging lightly as she stepped over to the other fae hoping to offer her a quick nuzzle of affection and greeting.
"Noen lykke?" She asked if her sister had had any luck. It seemed their cousins scent trail was constantly meandering. It was musty and difficult to follow but she trusted her little sisters skill in tracking.