--it's like a drug, but i don't feel the high.

Obsideion beach was a wonder she often found her paws returning to. With the dark sand alive with glittering lights like eyes beneath its surface, golden to the reflection of the sun and the water a perfect blue that stretched out from here to lengths and places she couldn't even imagine. It wasn't often these days she strayed form her Abaven lands but the fighter needed the breath of fresh air that came with space and freedom, and Obsidian beach it seemed was the wonder to find what she needed. As her light paws marked steps from the ground and onto the soft, heated sand she would see another bright light against the darkened blacks. A form of greys and silvers smoothly outlined by the shinning minerals beneath the sand.



It wasn't often she found another in her sanctuary and she would continue on across the sand until she stood a hairsbreadth from the calm, flat sea. She had no doubt that the shape, a boy, she discovered from the corner of her eyes, would in turn notice her as she let the subtle wind shift through her coat and outline the shape of her fit beauty. The warrior had no wish to intrude upon the dreams of the stranger and made instead to share her own bubble of space against the vast stretching land of the beach.