Champagne Supernova

She would sleep once Crucifix had left once again, her heart growing sad to know that he would go but the sleep would overtake her and his presence forgotten. She would wake many hours later, her mind groggy and her movement sluggish. Her eyes would flutter open (slothishly), knowing Cru would be gone. She would sigh sadly, feeling the creeping tendrils of darkness sneak their way into her spine. Darkly painted ears falling to her head she would peer out into the darkness. The moon was bright, casting it's reflective light gently upon the landscape. It seemed to softly lure the slender girl from the depths and out into the glow. Cross marked shoulder would work to complete the summons, graceful figure easily slipping from the grasp of the dens mouth. Instinctively her tiara would swivel to search for the sight of other beings, she was forced to depend on the presence of another wolf. Solitude ate at her. Liquid lavender eyes would find nothing in her search, a sigh would fall from marked lips as she would continue her stroll to the water's edge. Slowly, and flighty like a yearling doe the she wolf found her way next to the reflective surface. She would stand silent and still, watching over the rippling water. Slowly her frame would lower meekly to the rocky lake beech, gaze drifting softly across the body of water. She didn't want to think, not of anything at all. The moment she did her thoughts would shift to dark places she wished unvisited.?