Missing My Shadow (open)
04-07-2013, 03:38 AM
~*~ A scent on the summer winds, one that did not belong to rock or plant or water. There was another living creature out there. Gargoyle took a few steps forward, then frowned as he realized it to be only canine. Wolf. Female. Not the one he was looking for but... he'd learned not to dismiss resources placed in his path by fate. With a surge of black and tawny legs the male leapt forward, heading closer to the great tiered falls and their many mirrors of silver pools. Another wolf might've given pause to take in the peace and paradise around him. Not Gargoyle. 'Beauty' was a just a word to the brute. When it came to him, such a value was truly in the eye of the beholder. At one point, in the depths of his bloodlust, he had found the Soulless Forest beautiful - for it fit him and his needs. To him Glaciem was beautiful, his wife was beautiful - but this land? This land which had swallowed up his idiotic friend? The sight of it gave him no pleasure. Besides, his eyes were on the wolf - the mottled light brown female who seemed to move with the elegance of the waterfalls. Again, Gargoyle took no mental note of whether she was beautiful or otherwise. It would depend on how their meeting unfolded. Still a good distance away, he slowed to a lope, and then to a simple, swaybacked trot. He was aware of his massive size, his dark coloration, and the aura of death that no doubt could still be felt by some. Intimidation was not his intent today. As he approached the fae, he inclined his head in a form of respectful greeting. "Please pardon the interruption I must make upon your thoughts, Miss-," he said. No longer was his voice strained and worried - though the feeling still persisted in the back of his mind. Even in his darker days he had had the speech of a high cultured wolf, though the tone was that of a rock. 'Feeling' was rarely ever was allowed into the depths of his eyes, still less into the movements of his jaws. "-But I am searching for a companion of mine - a mink. In your time around this place, have your come across any sight or smell of one?" As he finished speaking and sat down a polite yard or so away, a terrible thought came to his mind. What if she had recently eaten mink? Strange. This wolf who showed emotion once in a blue moon, suddenly felt a fire snap to life within his gut. There was no denying the loyalty he felt to the little scrap of fur. If someone had killed him... Gargoyle would be hard pressed to control himself. But for now, he observed there was no traces of mink scent on the female, and let his breast remain at peace. ~*~ ~Don't want to let you down, but I am H.e.l.l.b.o.u.n.d.~ |
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