Sparkles in the Night
08-10-2017, 07:59 PM
"Come ooon," Lillianna whined, her eyes sparkling as she stared defiantly and eagerly at the more than reluctant Lark. At first he refused her idea of heading to the Firefly Lake, but she wasn't letting go of the idea. Both of them, and Lark couldn't deny it, were just sitting around, drifting without purpose, not doing... anything. Hanging out with one another, occasionally wandering the pack lands. They needed to go do something. Anything? And the first thing in Lillie's head, with this season, was the Firefly Lake. It was almost summer - thank goodness, she was tired of being in heat again - but it almost being summer meant the fireflies were just starting to emerge, and she wanted to go see them reflected on the lake.
And damnit, she would use everything she had to try to convince him. Like the puppy eyes she'd so convincingly was using right this second. And then a softer thought, a softer look - "Please? It'll be better than anything else happening lately." That seemed to make him hesitate, although she wasn't sure if it was her use of please, or the overly true statement after that. That did the trick, too - he agreed. Internally, Lillianna breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad. She needed this, and she was pretty sure he did too. Something to smile about, anyway.
It was good, too, that she went to his den just a bit early. She'd thought he'd protest, so she made sure that if she arrived a bit early... well, then they'd still get to the Firefly Lake when night was just falling. She predicted accurately, and her steps picked up as she stepped over the border. A sigh of relief left her as she passed that invisible wall. Her increased speed only lasted a few seconds, though, for when she got far enough, she stopped, gazing around her. "It's been a long time since I left the pack lands." And really, it had been. The last time had been when she'd gotten injured. She glanced back at Lark, before walking forward again; she knew it wouldn't be too long until they hit the lake, and, well, she was impatient to get there.
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And damnit, she would use everything she had to try to convince him. Like the puppy eyes she'd so convincingly was using right this second. And then a softer thought, a softer look - "Please? It'll be better than anything else happening lately." That seemed to make him hesitate, although she wasn't sure if it was her use of please, or the overly true statement after that. That did the trick, too - he agreed. Internally, Lillianna breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad. She needed this, and she was pretty sure he did too. Something to smile about, anyway.
It was good, too, that she went to his den just a bit early. She'd thought he'd protest, so she made sure that if she arrived a bit early... well, then they'd still get to the Firefly Lake when night was just falling. She predicted accurately, and her steps picked up as she stepped over the border. A sigh of relief left her as she passed that invisible wall. Her increased speed only lasted a few seconds, though, for when she got far enough, she stopped, gazing around her. "It's been a long time since I left the pack lands." And really, it had been. The last time had been when she'd gotten injured. She glanced back at Lark, before walking forward again; she knew it wouldn't be too long until they hit the lake, and, well, she was impatient to get there.
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
08-13-2017, 05:51 PM
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08-16-2017, 01:18 AM
She wasn't quite sure when she accepted his presence. When she stopped despising him. When the reluctant respect turned into a genuine care. One day, they were at each other's throats about Finch. When he believed her stupid, and she believed him intolerant. Even when he called her stupid about Evangeline, which was true, she had even respected that. And eventually, they just had... an understanding about Finch, an understanding about each other. Just small times that they'd run into each other and reluctantly gotten to know one another. Now, she just wanted his presence, his touch, his comfort in the form of using him as a pillow. And at first it was weird. She felt awkward. Pretended she was asleep in order to snuggle up. He went with it. And then she grew bolder, and then they just... accepted it.
She was lost in thought when the gentle nudge distracted her, and automatically, she leaned back into the touch, as brief as it was, her eyes sparkling as she glanced to look up at the one who had nudged her. Affection was clear in those eyes, and a smile was on her face, too - that is, until it turned mischievous. She suddenly halted, lunging forward to nip hard at his shoulder, a playful light dancing in her eyes. The last rays of light, and then the fireflies would come - what's the harm in a play fight before then?
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She was lost in thought when the gentle nudge distracted her, and automatically, she leaned back into the touch, as brief as it was, her eyes sparkling as she glanced to look up at the one who had nudged her. Affection was clear in those eyes, and a smile was on her face, too - that is, until it turned mischievous. She suddenly halted, lunging forward to nip hard at his shoulder, a playful light dancing in her eyes. The last rays of light, and then the fireflies would come - what's the harm in a play fight before then?
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
08-21-2017, 07:40 PM
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08-21-2017, 09:01 PM
Even just the previous season, they'd struggled with what was between them. Now, it was just so normal. It had been, honestly, for quite some time. Had they actually shared these thoughts aloud, she would have agreed with him. In a way, it went more than that, deeper than that. I mean, at what point do you really go from girlfriend or boyfriend, just casual being with each other, to something more serious, more permanent? How long do you have to love someone for that? (apparently like three years, for them)
Her grin grew at his teasing, challenging words, and she smirked. "Of course I am. And I'll win." How could she not? That was simply a given. However, it was equally a given that she get distracted, once she saw the lake's edge, and the beautiful colors over the sky... and that, of course, when when Lark made his strike. Yelping, jumping back, and narrowing her eyes, she watched as he danced away. "Oh nuh-uh, no running for you!" He wasn't getting away - not at all. Calculations in her eyes - okay, sorta, as she wasn't a fighter - she took a couple of running steps, before launching herself into the air, her gaze set on her goal: Lark's hindquarters and back. If everything went well, she'd just... straight tackle him to the ground, the weight of her sending them tumbling. If she hit him.
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Her grin grew at his teasing, challenging words, and she smirked. "Of course I am. And I'll win." How could she not? That was simply a given. However, it was equally a given that she get distracted, once she saw the lake's edge, and the beautiful colors over the sky... and that, of course, when when Lark made his strike. Yelping, jumping back, and narrowing her eyes, she watched as he danced away. "Oh nuh-uh, no running for you!" He wasn't getting away - not at all. Calculations in her eyes - okay, sorta, as she wasn't a fighter - she took a couple of running steps, before launching herself into the air, her gaze set on her goal: Lark's hindquarters and back. If everything went well, she'd just... straight tackle him to the ground, the weight of her sending them tumbling. If she hit him.
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
08-23-2017, 06:37 PM
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08-29-2017, 01:32 AM
She wasn't sure when she made the decision to openly admit what they were, and to not deny it. It just... sorta happened at the last meeting. Meeting before last, rather. One of the last meetings with Bass of the leader, and not Vali. Now that was pretty awkward. But now, now that it happened? Eh, big deal. They were adults. Everyone else could deal, although the whole parent-as-alpha thing that Lark had going on had been pretty intimidating.
Her eyes flashed with the challenge that Lark delivered, and she responded with a cocky grin. "Damn straight." He clearly didn't think she was capable of it, but she'd prove him wrong. Most definitely she would - he'd challeneged her now, and now she was in the game.
What she wasn't expecting when she talked him was him to also grabbing her legs, jerking her down with him. Squeaking - a most indignified, high-pitched and embarrassing sound - she tumbled down. She couldn't stop her own laughter, and she tried to lean over, hoping to bite down gently on his muzzle in yet another playful attack.
Her eyes flashed with the challenge that Lark delivered, and she responded with a cocky grin. "Damn straight." He clearly didn't think she was capable of it, but she'd prove him wrong. Most definitely she would - he'd challeneged her now, and now she was in the game.
What she wasn't expecting when she talked him was him to also grabbing her legs, jerking her down with him. Squeaking - a most indignified, high-pitched and embarrassing sound - she tumbled down. She couldn't stop her own laughter, and she tried to lean over, hoping to bite down gently on his muzzle in yet another playful attack.
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
09-04-2017, 10:27 AM
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09-17-2017, 08:04 PM
An inner part of her felt absolutely relieved at his openness, at his willingness to relax. She knew he hadn't since that meeting, and the fact he was doing so now made her completely happy; she hated seeing the quiet... darkness? that had hovered over him. Upset-ness? Ha, five years old and she still couldn't completely understand how to word things in her very own mind.
She kept the relief off her face, and even most of the tenderness - instead, the playfulness, cheerfulness, and contentment was in full force, glittering in her eyes and, of course, her actions as she was able to bite his muzzle gently. Of course, she didn't expect Lark to lean into the contact, something that both made her breath catch and her heartbeat race. It was a position of complete vulnerability, and he was alright with it. She didn't, of course, mind when he wiggled away to bury his head in her neck fur. If anything, she couldn't hide the sigh of contentment at the physical contact.
When he murmured and pawed at her, she slapped her own paw on top of his, a slight smile on her face at the silliness. She pulled her head away slightly, twisting and scooting a little - all while stubbornly refusing to move her paw - so she could look at him, curiosity in her gaze. Her head tipped to the side ever so slightly. "Hmm? Of course."
She kept the relief off her face, and even most of the tenderness - instead, the playfulness, cheerfulness, and contentment was in full force, glittering in her eyes and, of course, her actions as she was able to bite his muzzle gently. Of course, she didn't expect Lark to lean into the contact, something that both made her breath catch and her heartbeat race. It was a position of complete vulnerability, and he was alright with it. She didn't, of course, mind when he wiggled away to bury his head in her neck fur. If anything, she couldn't hide the sigh of contentment at the physical contact.
When he murmured and pawed at her, she slapped her own paw on top of his, a slight smile on her face at the silliness. She pulled her head away slightly, twisting and scooting a little - all while stubbornly refusing to move her paw - so she could look at him, curiosity in her gaze. Her head tipped to the side ever so slightly. "Hmm? Of course."
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
09-18-2017, 05:44 PM
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09-18-2017, 08:30 PM
Slowly, as his expression morphed, so did hers - into amused confusion. He was the one who asked the question; why does he look so surprised and confused? And conflicted? Was that conflicted? He looked at a loss for words, but said he wanted to say something - oh, there it was! And this time, the amusement from her confusion faded into true curiosity. she had no idea what that italian meant. It didn't seem harsh at all for sure, especially with the tone of voice he said it... nothing like the last time he spoke italian to her, several years ago, when he told her to fuck off.
That curiosity still remained, even though a tender, soft smile appeared at the gesture of affection, one that she immediately directed his way. Said smile dropped - and not in a bad way - when he spoke again, explaining his words.
... Oh was that her heartbeat that she could hear pounding in her ears? What was that pressure building up in her chest? Oh - right. Breathing. She expelled the breath she was holding. And then - her whiskers twitched, and then, a grin broke out along with a small, overly-happy sounding laugh. Not one bit of what he just said was even a little bit eloquent or articulate, but that, in a nutshell, was absolutely Lark and she couldn't at all be surprised.
She grinned, keeping it cheerful - although, of course, something in her was still pounding away at her chest. She scooted forward a bit, just enough to snuggle her face into his fur. "Well, good, because I love you too." Okay, maybe she wasn't so eloquent either, especially when the words come muffled through fur. But hey - it works, right?
That curiosity still remained, even though a tender, soft smile appeared at the gesture of affection, one that she immediately directed his way. Said smile dropped - and not in a bad way - when he spoke again, explaining his words.
... Oh was that her heartbeat that she could hear pounding in her ears? What was that pressure building up in her chest? Oh - right. Breathing. She expelled the breath she was holding. And then - her whiskers twitched, and then, a grin broke out along with a small, overly-happy sounding laugh. Not one bit of what he just said was even a little bit eloquent or articulate, but that, in a nutshell, was absolutely Lark and she couldn't at all be surprised.
She grinned, keeping it cheerful - although, of course, something in her was still pounding away at her chest. She scooted forward a bit, just enough to snuggle her face into his fur. "Well, good, because I love you too." Okay, maybe she wasn't so eloquent either, especially when the words come muffled through fur. But hey - it works, right?
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
09-23-2017, 07:14 PM
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