Can You Feel My Heart Beating
05-25-2014, 09:06 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-25-2014, 09:07 PM by Azalea.)
Azalea walked through the winding stone corridor, open to the sky. The day was overcast and cold. Each step on the chilled rock left a painful feeling in her pads. Her tail was down, not in its usual almighty position. It was winter and that meant that Azalea was in season. It also meant that she was another year older but that should ignore entirely. Something about being three years old made her damn old and she cursed the thought. Silent steps carried her out of view of the sky and into a shallow tunnel to which she quickly u-turned and continued on. Finally she found some branches from the main path and worked her way into the dark, pricks of light flooding down at random where holes where made in the earthy ceiling. She plopped down onto the cool ground, sprawling her legs out with her belly firm on the ground. Her tongue lulled out to one side as she began to pant and her amber eyes searching the little cavern she had found herself in. It was open to the sky, a hole about 3 or 4 feet in diameter. Her jaws parted to let out a yodeling noise. She wanted attention. She wanted Sarak. Any desire to get up and go to his, no, their den had left her. Maybe he was thinking about her and would find his way to her. She called again, the end snippet managing to sound like a howl, something that might carry out of the open ceiling above her. Speech, |
