Alone Together
The trees stand starkly in the winter morning like x-rays of their summer selves, only in reverse; black on white. They look so forlorn in the frigid early evening, with already the short winter daylight fading. The young Lord attempt to lean on the tree bark like he could in summer, but on these winter days it's icy and quickly soaks up the body heat from his shoulder leaving him as cold as those trees. He could not help but shiver and stamp his teacup pads, peering into the encroaching gloom, watching for the right jewellery, Mother jewellery. But she id no where in sight. He kept hoping that if he will continue to gaze upon the horizon, over the packland territory, he will see them there, walking home and arguing but there was no sight of either og them. A sigh left the Lord small maw as he rested upon the bark, uncaring of the wetness of how his fur clung to his body. Speech |
His petite body tensed as he feel the presence of another but there was no one in sight, was it? Wrong. He felt the gaze on him from behind and that is when his small regalia rotated toward the source only to find a slightly bigger individual, his magenta gaze locked on his pelt. Don't you know it is rude to stare? his brow arched in question like he saw Mother do many times before and how ould he not reproduce when he was a spitting image of her if it were not for Father ivory stripes. With roll of his eyes he turned his gaze away from him and yet he could not notice the similarities the pup possessed to Aunt Leera. He has seen the dragon woman wound their den a few times this Winter and though she was not blood her and Mother seemed to possess a close enough connection to be called Sisters. Aunt Leera it was from that day on. He rotated his regalia towards the pup oncen again and dual coloured gaze locked onto the magenta one. He was still there? Pft. The petite Lord snorted as his excessively long tail wraped around his lithe bodice for warmth. You have something to say? he questioned in his high-piteched tone. Was this one like the others that made fun of his tail? He consciously wrapped it tigher around his bodice as his gaze could dug a hole in this boy. Speech |