The Past Tastes Bittersweet
10-28-2014, 12:23 PM
The atmosphere between Taurig and Maija was stuffy, considering everything that had taken place. Even as Taurig broke down and returned her actions, Maija knew it would not last forever. She wanted to relax and fall into his grasp, be assured that she would be safe from the rest of the world and its horrors...That was how had been. Now, as the present slipped through the cracks, Maija knew it was too good to last. What also helped her pull back was Sibelle's voice hitting the silence like a whip. Slowly, Maija pulled back, torn between staying near him and going towards Sibelle. In the end, the latter won, and she softly voiced, "Sibelle" as she rose to her four paws. She slipped a glance at Taurig before walking towards her sister, a slight twinge of guilt evidenced in her eyes. Maija wasn't sure if Sibelle was going to yell at her or not say anything at all -- either one would suffice. The golden temptress wiped the remaining tears from her eyes with a front paw, reality slowly coming back to her. "I was coming to see you...to make sure you were all right..." Cezar appeared from the shadows, bringing a small rodent in his mouth. He looked up at the wolves before huffing and returning to a small spot near a dug up tree root. He began to eat and watch them carefully as Maija looked over her sister's form. Physically, she looked well. Talk like this |