Can you fill the silence
01-27-2015, 10:49 AM
The delicate she wolf made her way back to the dens rather easily, her chocolate form slipping into her own to find Shaye and Motif curled already quite asleep. She couldn't help but smile at them as she looked on, finding that she was unable to disturb them. She could sleep outside, the weather was nice and she wasn't sure she would be able to sleep anyway. Her head was still abuzz with the date she'd only just gotten back from. Her heart was not sore, and it was likely she would not wake up from a nightmare this evening. Over the last few days she'd been waking up frequently to terrible dreams she couldn't seem to shake off. A shiver would run down her spine at the thought, her memories replaying the recurring dream. She knew she was disturbed by the loss of her nephews still, but the boy in her dream seemed so alive. He easily could have been Motif's son. In every dream he finds himself in peril and every time Rhythm was unable to save him, she sees him dead before waking up sobbing. Motif was there a couple of times, her shoulder a place where Rhy had cried many tears already. A sigh would filter through her dark lips as she dropped to the ground, her form curling up outside the den as she made herself comfortable. It seemed however there was more excitement in store for her night. The call that rang out for Bass would cause the girl to lift her head, worry coursing through her as she suspected a challenge for their pack. She didn't recognize the voice, and had she already been asleep she might have stayed behind. However her mind was fully aware and her body still ready to work her form would rise and carry her to the battlefield. She arrived almost the same time as Bass, she'd seen him a little farther ahead of her on the journey. Her lithe figure would appear behind him, far enough away that she could claim spectator. This place always made her feel uneasy, but as she heard her name from the stranger's lips confusion overtook her. He wanted her? She had no time to react as her brother and the scarred man leapt at each other. Her heart would sink was she watched, a whine stifled in her lips as she tried to comprehend why. She could smell Imperium on him, but it didn't seem right. If Valen had wanted her with him he would have asked her.. or come to fetch her himself. She couldn't make herself sit as her bright blue and purple gaze were glued to Bass and the one who wished to keep her. |