Shelter For My Soul

The heavy thumping of paws on the sand matched the pounding of her heart. The muscle pumped stronger at the sound, her very soul leaping into the painted sky with hope. Could it be the very beast that she called for, here on the same gathering of islands? Had their been something that pulled both of them here, or had their spirits planned something for their aware mind? Looking around with wide eyes, his wondrous form came into view. He looked better than his ghost self had, more solid and more... well there. Warm. A paw raised in anticipation, wanting to run to him and clash their bodies together. She withheld, although she really had to dig her rump in the sand.

The brute came up to her, and the female could not help but thrust her head under his neck, snuggling under his chin. "I missed you." She said, her voice sounding as if she had just run a mile. No, it was just the thudding of her heart when he was near. It made her feel breathless, weightless even. Only her physical body kept her grounded, kept her from floating off into space. In this moment nothing mattered. She heard nothing, only the beating of Crucifix's heart. The rest of the world was naught, for only Cru mattered. He was here, and he was with her. She greedily inhaled his scent, and it was better than she imagined. It was palatable, and it was entrapping her in its tantalizing smell. It swirled around her like the sweetest flower, sticking to her like burrs.

Othello took in a deep breath, finally pulling back and letting her purple hued eyes meet his. They were so similar in hue, that it looked like she was gazing into a mirror. She felt like she could breath once again, like she had been holding her own animation while they had been apart. It was almost scary how much he truly meant to her, she would be nonexistent without him. "Crucifix." She said, as if saying his name would make him more real. She felt like she had to make sure that this was not a dream. The dame giggled then, a wild and free sound. Like a caged bird being let free after years of being trapped. Sure, it was only two weeks that they were apart, but Cru had been on the forefront of her mind ever since they departed.

"What have you been up to?" She asked, her tail wagging behind her. She had forgotten that it had been in the water though, and droplets of water sprayed and then shattered across their coat. Othello froze for a moment when the icy cold liquid gripped its claws into her coat, a gasp o surprise passing through her lips. "Oops..." She said with a laugh, her eyes alight with the joy. So different she was since their last meeting. Her emotions did not plaque her so as they had before... the bad ones anyways. Her very substance seemed to be at peace, at rest and simply... true. That was the full affect this brute had on her, and the thing that she was most grateful or. She was laughing and playing, enjoying her life with him by her side. He truly was her better half, even if they were not fully committed.