it takes two to whisper quietly

*Rhythm* · 03-11-2015, 07:56 PM

The dark fae would wake with a start, her tongue already rolling out of her mouth at the hot sleep she'd woke from. Her mind still racing from the vivid dream she'd been forced to wake from. With distressed quick breaths Rhythm lifted her features from her paws and tried to force her consciousness back to the present. With a shake of her head and a long sigh the last bits of it were driven away, though with each dream she endured shaking them off became more difficult.

It was still daytime, but she was sure it was just barely. With little hesitation the girl slipped from the den, finding the day was indeed ending. The sun's light lingered over the horizon and Rhythm's bright blue and purple gaze would take in the scene. Rainclouds littered the sky, though this seemed to be the tail end of the storm. Her thin frame leaping to the rather flat surface of her boulder and she'd lounge on the wet stone. She didn't feel like she'd slept the day away.

She missed her sister, Motif knew how to comfort her. She was, in many ways, Rhythm's other half. She didn't want to admit it but missing her hurt worse than anything she'd ever experienced. Hope that the sibling pair might one day rekindle the relationship they once had, she just didn't know how. She'd try to redirect her attention to the sunset instead of missing her family. Something would come to her eventually.

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