Nighttime Madness
04-25-2014, 11:01 PM
There was a warm stillness to the night that made it an enjoyable experience to be beneath the light of the stars and in the sway of a soft midnight wind. Lately he rarely seemed to find himself in slumber at these silver hours; His paws seemed to hold no limit and the earth no end, and with the calm around him he could find no fault to the night. He would wonder from the moment that dusk had set its mark until this moment, for here he would be forced to still and raise his head to listen against the sounds of forest. He could hear something moving against the earth, a quickness to their pace that spoke of some madness, perhaps he heard a hunter in flight, or creature fleeing such fate. The sounds of flight against the forest would end in a crash, before all would fall again to stillness. But his curiosity had found its way to his paws and they took to a flight of his own ? abide a more measured one, without the panic and madness. His steps would be light against the earth and his dark coat to the shadows with an inborn caution. A caution it seemed, that had no need for the plight of this woman. He would find her in her current state, as she lay against the earth. He would take in her scent and catch no tell-tale signs of injury, and he would find his eyes grazing against her features, to the bleeding lines against her closed eyes. The unblemished softness of her coat was luminous and her tail fanned out behind her in a flow of silk and softness. He would sigh, shake his head and surmise she must have, somehow, knocked herself out. He would sit a few strides away, watching to ensure no one took advantage of her current state and resign himself to the wait of her return to conciousness. "My sounds""My Soul" |
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