What A Beautiful Mess
10-30-2014, 04:29 PM
All sense of time had been lost and seemed frozen in place. A night in which started with anger had evolved into love and comfort. A twisted mess that was beautiful in its own way. The world around them was filled with soft cries of owls and the lullabies of crickets. It was like their own personal song. Even though the man believed wolves were capable of change, she did not quite agree. We only become more fully who we are. And life's events mold us into that, in the end - its fate. Though, she respected the man's opinion and would nod her head gently at his words. That is what made us all interesting, our different ways to view the world. A smile would cross her maw at his final sentence. We all were perfectly flawed. What a boring world it would be without its flaws. She gathered fallen leaves beneath her paws and tossed them playfully toward Quelt, aiming to send a wave of them at his face. She would chuckle and pin her ears back in a playful fashion. Body lowering in a pouncing position as she wiggled with excitement. Tail swayed with her body - an invitation for him to play with her. And if time was indeed frozen, let the world be embraced with its eternal night. This was a night she would never release. my actions | my words | my thoughts |
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