You took the breath right out'a me
10-29-2014, 06:28 PM
A couple of days had passed since she?d seen Motif, knowing she?d left the territory she was eagerly awaiting her return. Rhythm didn?t get excited for much in her life but she loved her sister and loved being near her, she always knew when she?d find herself on an absense. Really she wanted to be much more like Motif than she was. Where Motif was strong and independant, Rhythm was much less toned and dependant on her pack and family. Motif always seemed so composed, she could lead like a natural. While Rhythm was fully a follower. Yes she had ideas and an amazing brain, but she felt like she could never hope to be as accomplished as her dark sister. Dark paws would carry her over the territory, she?d been scouting the day away, waiting for Motif?s return. As she paced along the border she?d catch a rather fresh scent of her sister and a high pitched squeal coming from the river. Ears would perk up as her pace increased, her tail would wag in eagerness as she jogged to where her sister was bathing. Bright bicolored eyes would widen in alarm as she searched for her sister?s head. Where was she? Had the call be one of alarm? Was she drowning? Panic would well up within her breast before she?d call out for the other destruction, |
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