walk through flames
01-22-2015, 03:30 PM
Motif knew without searching into her heart that she would wait for him, she was beginning to realize that not only was he the one, but he was the only one. Had he stayed behind on his island and she had lived her life in Abaven she had no doubt that she would have spent her life alone, partner-less. Telling him to take as long as he needed was perhaps not an easy thing to offer him, but she could do no less. The cool, soft midnight air was a contrast to the storm of emotions that had over come her in strides throughout their short time together, and she felt wasted now and empty, tired despite her earlier buzz of energy – or perhaps because of it. The pair held on for longer then what was normal between two friend – but then, what Shai and Motif where could hardly be classified, they where strangers and lovers, parents and broken. Shaye's name would be spoken, the reminder of what brought these two wolves together now, on this journey. She was reluctant to pull away from him, but would do so now, with her sweet daughter at the forefront of her mind. “We should go back to her” she said softly. "Speech" |
