Little Moments

*Crucifix* · 04-16-2014, 06:18 PM

The brute had watched the last rush of life from the sun as it had drifted and waned and vanished from his sights. He would sigh into the coming chill that accompanied the night, and shift his pad on the surface of the rock as he took in the last bit of its sun-warmed texture. There was quite now, with the beating of his heart and his ragged breath stilling and calming. The gentle surge of tide was the overruling sound beneath him as he heard and sensed it brush against the bottom of his perch, to far below to concern the brute. He would sit in utter silence, and simply enjoy everything that came with the night.

He heard the scrambling sound of movement long before he scented or sighted its source. He flicked an ear, a sigh emanating from his body as he ignored the urge to look about. The creature would either find his stone or move on to others, until then it was just a disturbance to the strange happenings of the night. It seemed that the first option would be the fate, as the sound of claws scrambling for purchase came from behind him, and his hunches would rise ever so slightly with the feel of eyes upon his back. It would take the speech of the other before he would finally turn and appraise this brown-flecked creature before him. He was smaller than the black brute with curious tawny eyes that sparked life in the darkness. He was polite, curious as through he had been utterly unaware of Crucifix?s presence until that moment, and perhaps it was so with the other caught up in whatever venture had led him out here.

?It?s no bother? Crucifix said, turning his whole being to face the intruder. ?It?s a nice spot on stunning night, and I have no qualms with sharing it. I?m curious through, what brings you all the way up here?? he would ask now, his own mad dash had been a strange one, he had been chasing the falling sun.

"My sounds""My Soul"

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