Building Upon the Present [alamea]
Winter struck like a sudden storm, just as it always did. But maybe that was just her. To the rest of the world it had started mild and unassuming but for Alamea she was suddenly confronted with yet another year of her life gone by and the usual attack of her heat. When once it had made her anxious and want to hide herself away now it brought with it a sort of bliss she couldn’t describe. She was a year older, and her children were nearly adults in their own rights. Her body was screaming at her to submit to her baser urge. She wanted more children yes, but she knew better than to ask. Rune was so busy, and she too had duties she had to provide to the pack that it seemed almost selfish to ask, children would only take them further away from where they were needed right now and so she’d keep her need under close wraps. Humming contentedly to herself, the huddled golden form of her friend nestled in his usual spot between her shoulder blades. She didn’t often take to wandering the deep part of the forest here, but something about how she was feeling today made her want to wander. Slowly winding its way towards her was the scent of her mate, carried by a lazy winter wind and it set her whole body on fire. The snowy woman stopped, turning suddenly to face the direction of Rune’s scent, a crooked grin upon her face. She held herself with a sort of playful ease that normally didn’t grace her small figure and yet her heat did funny things to her. Elliot sensing the change in her took to the air, flapping lazily off to find a place to sleep for while without disrupting the pair. |
