Don't make me chase you, Even doves have pride
09-03-2014, 02:13 PM
Her life was slowly getting better. She was no longer depressed about being homeless, but rather drawn to the idea of being in a new place every time she woke up. Even though she didn't have the consistency of her family around her every day, she knew that they were around and if she called, they would come. Independence was new to her and she had to work on knowing what it felt like to be on her own. Once she got bored with it, she would move onto something else.
Regret was not a word in her dictionary or personality. This random thought ran through her mind one evening as she walked along a dangerous path that led to a gorgeous piece of cliff. With one paw in front of the other, she leaned against the mountain wall as she climbed the altitude for her reward. With the moon upon her form, she thought back to the night she had spent with Scorpion. Her loins burned for him at that moment, saliva threatening to drip from her black lips. Oh my god, why had she waited so long to get laid?
After a few seconds, she found herself reaching the top of the cliff. A meadow stretched for a good half mile as she admired the serenity of the moonlit greenery. She pulled herself up, dainty paws carrying her frame across the barely touched scene. Everything about it was magical and she secretly yearned for Scorpion to be there...Too bad he didn't obsessively follow her. She could have used him, then.
"Speech"