coming of the storm
03-01-2015, 04:56 PM
Storms terrified her almost as much as the sight or scent of fire, she needed to run and escape but she was trapped here, at the mercy of the impending storm. She had been afraid of them since she was tiny, ever since lightning had started the forest fire that mutilated her paw pads. She would whine, scared completely still she couldn't even muster enough courage to howl for Mithras or Caia. Not that they would have been able to even get to her within the maze of the thicket. Her terrors would be interrupted by the sound of a gentle voice, a simple 'hey' through the sounds of the wind and the storm would pull a bright blue eye from under her paws. The slight she wolf found herself looking at the form of a dark wolf, his size much larger than her own but he still couldn't compete with her body guards. Not that she was going to complain about who her savior happened to be. She'd listen to him, putting her paws beneath her as she crouched fearfully, but found her focus shifting to his pleasant face. He'd give her his name and she wouldn't hesitate to crawl closer to him as the rain fell from the sky. It would pick up as she slithered to him and within the next few minutes the both of them would be drenched. Thankfully it was still impressively warm. He'd receive a whimper in reply, her eyes darting from him to the sky. Had they met in any other circumstance the celestial she wolf would have never attempted her next move. She'd do her best to stuff herself under his chest and chin, simultaneously seeking comfort and shelter from the rain. She would shiver with fear as she bunched herself up next to him, but the warmth that he offered would help comfort her. "I'm Faraia," she managed to whisper as she trembled beneath him. |
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