Ice Cold Like The Depths Below
06-04-2014, 02:31 PM
Oracle
. . . Oracle was back, after being gone for so long, to the place she belonged. Brown paws carried the yearling easily across the snow, her golden gaze glinting as if she could melt the snow and make it Summer. She wanted to see Galahad or Odette, to apologize, to hear their voices as they told her it was alright, if it was alright. Bubo, flying overhead, obviously had no such worries as she did. Without him, Oracle was sure to give up, because he was the only company she had, even if she did carve for the attention of other wolves at times. Even if he didn't talk much, Oracle wasn't as shy, so she smiled and moved along the beach, pausing as she saw a black and white male. The girl's black and brown tail began to wag before she began to run. She knew it wasn't Galahad, but perhaps this wolf knew about her brother? Perhaps Galahad was nearby, waiting for her to come and find him, or maybe he was living with this wolf. This would couldn't be his son, could it, because Oracle didn't think they were at that age. Maybe they were, and she had just missed it. After a few moments of running, Bubo behind her. Oracle stopped, and looked into the wolf's aqua eyes. Wait.....In her excitement, she had forgotten something very important. If this was Galahad's son, why was she so young? There was only one thing; this wasn't his son. Oracle spoke anyway, her jaws parting for just a moment. "Hello there." Tail would wag in happiness at seeing another wolf. "Speech" |