Candles
04-07-2014, 10:13 PM
Canta had grown quite a bit since her last meeting with Mercury, she had bloomed into a young woman. Even if bloomed was not the word she would have used. (More like an explosion of already awkward limbs and more weight than she was happy with.) But still she was obviously physically different, the tallest of her remaining family, what with two of her sister and her father gone, and though not the most graceful of wolves she was now able to carry herself with some confidence in her new found body. It had been the emotional and mental part of growing up that she had thought she had mastered, or at least it had been; but that had been before she had found herself once more with the son of her adoptive-grandmother. She felt a bump and grunted, the mud giving way beneath her a little more and shoving her deeper into it. She turned, gaze landing upon the familiar boy. It was then that she noted a difference in herself. Their first meeting she had thought his face marking unique but now she thought it attractive as well, and those violet eyes of his that she had already found alluring? now she wasn?t sure she had ever seen such amazing eyes. Not only that but she was overtaken by a completely irrational desire to run and hide, at least till the image of herself, covered in mud, was whipped from his mind. This all happened in the span of half a second, just long enough for him to start speaking. It was so ridiculous, so absurd that she started to giggle, uncontrollable bubbles of laughter shaking her shoulders. ?So Mercury, She finally managed, the laughter finally subsiding, a light teasing taking hold of her usually soft voice, ?What may I do for you?? Speech, Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Fire, Thank you Nine! |
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