Embrace of Dawn

They both exhaled air at the force of their collision, and she was shocked that he too wished to hold her. They wanted to comfort each other, to be as close as possible. This is all she wanted, was to be held by him and lose herself within him. She was glad that he was silent and let her speak, otherwise she wouldn't have gotten in all out. Crucifix was the first wolf that she had confined in, even her own brother didn't know everything. But Cru... there was just something about him. She said it once, and she would say it again. She felt at ease with him, and it was easy for her to just let it all out. It was wrong for her to try and shield herself from him, she was the one who started this whole thing. She made him feel like she regretted last night, and that cracked her heart into pieces.

How silly they must look, if anyone where to walk by. Two wolves buried in each others embrace, one of them in hysterics. It was a good thing that they seemed to pick a more secluded place, because she would surly lose it if anyone were to walk by. Her emotions were for Crucifix and herself, no one else. She was drawn out of her own thoughts when Cru nuzzled her ear, causing a delicate shiver to run down her spine. It brought back fleeting moments of the night before them, causing her body to heat up as he whispered sweet things in her ear. In fact, what he said left her baffled. A strength? What did he mean by that? Exotic, sure, but she never thought of that being a good thing. Her long tail thumped upon the earth a few times, her heart fluttering. A gift? She pulled back slightly, her purple eyes gleaming as she met his. Her smile was sincere, a true smile beaming at Cru. "A gift..." She repeated, the word foreign on her tongue. She didn't think that she knew how much that truly meant to her.

Othello nuzzled back into his shoulder, missing his true warmth. She wanted to feel his breath tickle her ear again. Her thought was soon answered, as he whispered her name softly to her. The dame hummed softly, surprised at just how much her name off his tongue affected her. There were many things about this brute that left her wondering. The words that followed however, reached her in a different way. It made her toes tingle, and her throat clear. Slowly, slowly she pulled her head back, touching noses with him. Her soft, still damp eyes searched his, now void of tears. "Neither do I. I have been pushed away my whole life..." Letting out a huff of air and looking off to the side, she drew her tongue over his nose and brushed her cheek against his. "Maybe we can teach each other. Maybe... we could try." Hopeful, she met his eyes. Hope was a feeling she didn't often let herself feel, but now it soared through her frame.