We meet under the stars
During the entire day she had been sleeping, though there wasnt much else she could do. She knew practically no one at Valhalla and she'd most likely be leaving it within the season unless her spirits would change. When late afernoon would set Guinevere would waste no more time; arising from her resting area and walking for however long her legs may take her. She had no particular destination, other then to find something worth her time. it soon turned to night, though her vibrant pelt made her stand out from the ebony skies. Her small paws would begin to skim the surface of the golden sand, remembering that she had been here once before. Perhaps this could be her little get away place? for whenever she felt bored. She would roll her shoulders forward in an attempt to obtain the warmth she had going. Her breath remained even, though a soft puff of smoke left her pretty little more with each exhale. she would walk near the water where it would only just kiss at her paws. small droplets would flick past with each stride she would make; but nothing more. She would look at the vast open and listen to the echo of the calm waters. Feeling at ease by it all. As she would would stop her gaze would fall upon some small creatures; spotted by the help of the dim light of the moon. She didnt know what they where, but they had a hard shell with nippers as claws. They move by walking to the side rather then forwards. It seemed rather unusual that they where here they looked like only babies but still, there appearance alone gave guin the shivers. So with that thought alone she'd leave them be and walk back onto the sand, where her paws sink in slightly. She would begin to sigh, already growing bored. She was to far away to go home, so she would try to make the best of the situation, sprawling out into the sand to rest... but having no intentions to sleep. "talk" |