Sing me to a happy place
11-02-2014, 11:11 PM
Motif's emotions where up and down and all over the place, it was an exhausting process to go from happy to im-going-to-kill-someone in the matter of moments. She had always struggled first with pride and second, more mildly, with a temper that nearly no one had born witness to. Now she had a full package of hormones to surface all the petty emotions she had never fallen prey to before. She was jealousy for one thing. She hadn't seen much of her dear brother Bass, he had her heart in a way no one else did ? through the shared experiences and connection of growing up together had formed a love and bond between them that she had thought could never be broken. She wasn't so sure these days, as she sat in emotion agony and wondered where Bass was and knew that he had to spend his time with his pregnant mate. All the same, she burned with a jealous that tasted sour in her mouth, knowing he was with her and not here with Motif. She didn't feel jealousy of Rhythm, in fact one of the few positive emotions that lifted her was hope for her sister, knowing that she never had to go too long before she saw her sister and that things didn't feel so bad well she was with her. Rhy was beginning to feel like an emotional blanket, she smothered some of those pesky, girlish hormonal emotions that took prey upon her when she was alone. It got to the point where sleeping in her den at night alone was agony. She felt loneliness like she never had before, she dreamed of Shai, she pictured him in her mind and how it had felt to lay beside him, she felt regret, that was one of the strong emotions that soured her and churned sickly in her gut. Oh how she missed him, all she knew was his name, they couldn't understand the same language! And yet... she knew him, and she wanted him and she wished he was here with her now. At last, she would grow sickly of her weary half sleep and pull herself groggily to her paws. It was late, so late that it could be called early and she was sorry that she would be waking her sister, but she needed her. So, slipping free of her den she made a slow progress to her sisters place of rest and stopped by the entrance. She wuffed softly and hoped that would be enough to wake her sister. Walk "Talk" Think |
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