Kiss of an Angel.
03-23-2014, 03:08 PM
Another mission the powers have called me away
Another time to carry the colors again
My motivation an oath I've sworn to defend
To win the honor of coming back home again
Waking each morning with his Angel by his side had become a habit for Sk?ll, like waking up with all four paws attached and with his ears still on his head. So when he woke up and got the creeping sensation that there was something missing, it took him a moment to place it. Angel. Where had his Angel gone?
The youthful wolf was on his feet in a heartbeat, eyes scanning the area around him with something akin to panic. His Angel, where was she? Who had dared to steal her away while he slept? Or had she left him on his own, without his express permission? A sudden snarl wreathed his normally placid features. Had the bitch abandoned him then? No more than he should expect from such inferior being. He'd raised her up on a pedestal, he had treated her like a Queen, he'd listened to her whinging, and then she outright abandoned him.
He wasted long hours pacing the area they'd slept that night, searching for a trail gone cold from dew and time. The sun rose higher and he finally caught sight of her small pale form crossing toward him. All the self-righteous anger and offended pride he'd been accumulating through the long morning alone rose like the sun to nearly choke him. Face blankly impassive, he was moving toward her when she gave a friendly bark of greeting and he snapped.
Three powerful bounds with his long legs brought him to her side. His neck curved over hers, but instead of the hug she may have expected, his teeth took a firm, bruising hold of her scruff. Shaking the smaller wolf viciously, hard enough to bring her off her paws for a moment, before he threw her to the ground, blue eyes blazing at her. "How dare you run off like that? Leaving me here alone to look everywhere for you? Did you even once think about how I would feel, Madieke? And then you come back here and act like you didn't do anything at all. You don't really care about me at all!" The white wolf's large form was bristled, each word of this scathing monologue spoken in a cold, razor-sharp tone that was nothing like his usual puppyish voice as he stared down at her form.
"Speech"
The youthful wolf was on his feet in a heartbeat, eyes scanning the area around him with something akin to panic. His Angel, where was she? Who had dared to steal her away while he slept? Or had she left him on his own, without his express permission? A sudden snarl wreathed his normally placid features. Had the bitch abandoned him then? No more than he should expect from such inferior being. He'd raised her up on a pedestal, he had treated her like a Queen, he'd listened to her whinging, and then she outright abandoned him.
He wasted long hours pacing the area they'd slept that night, searching for a trail gone cold from dew and time. The sun rose higher and he finally caught sight of her small pale form crossing toward him. All the self-righteous anger and offended pride he'd been accumulating through the long morning alone rose like the sun to nearly choke him. Face blankly impassive, he was moving toward her when she gave a friendly bark of greeting and he snapped.
Three powerful bounds with his long legs brought him to her side. His neck curved over hers, but instead of the hug she may have expected, his teeth took a firm, bruising hold of her scruff. Shaking the smaller wolf viciously, hard enough to bring her off her paws for a moment, before he threw her to the ground, blue eyes blazing at her. "How dare you run off like that? Leaving me here alone to look everywhere for you? Did you even once think about how I would feel, Madieke? And then you come back here and act like you didn't do anything at all. You don't really care about me at all!" The white wolf's large form was bristled, each word of this scathing monologue spoken in a cold, razor-sharp tone that was nothing like his usual puppyish voice as he stared down at her form.
"Speech"
My declaration embedded deep under my skin
A permanent reminder of how it began
No hesitation when I am commanded to strike
You need to know that you're in for the fight of your life
A permanent reminder of how it began
No hesitation when I am commanded to strike
You need to know that you're in for the fight of your life