trying to lay these ghosts to rest
06-09-2013, 06:43 PM
From her first taste of meat, of blood from a kill her mother had caught her. To the final moments when she was forced to watch the one thing important to her in life be crushed by the simple tree's that spouted the land. Immobile and rooted, she had always been unneeded, unwanted. She never got to hear from her father again, and even now, she endlessly searched and longed for someone or something who wanted her. Life was great, it was wonderful wasn't it, but Vahva's state of depression and confusion was like a damn blocking the flow of water. Her red eyes scanning over the large lake that looked as if a legendary wolf had stepped over it. The female herself was quiet large often mistaken for a male if not for her scent and slender like body. Her nose picking up every scent she could as the favor of the wind against her glorious blue mane in the moonlight. As if she was some sort of mystical lonely creature coming out of the light of things. Vahva lowered her head, when suddenly the scent of another wolf caught her and her red eyes unsettled as always shivered. Interaction was a thing to fear, when she had no clue how one would think of her, and how she should react if she were to be rejected. If she could not deal with it, how could she ever get into Valhalla. This wolf was like Vahva for size, but bigger. A bigger female? Was she older? She guessed it could be true since Vahva herself was only two years of age. Yet she must not assume any, sinking along her paws dipped into the lake waters. She stood ankle high like a ghost as she stood high her head holding no source of pride but simply trying to get a better look. Her tail flicked as the black and white contrasted female let out a sharp bark from her vocals. This was an alert, that was a nice start wasn't it? It wasn't hostile, but it wasn't exactly welcoming either. Vahva knew herself that disaster would strike if she didn't answer any questions right. But what was the right answer? She slowly and surely decided to approach. "Hello, there." Vahva had heard her mom say this often when confronting Vahva. It wasn't much of a lesson unless you did it first hand though. Speech, |
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