In Repair
07-31-2013, 09:37 PM
Dawn was just beginning to peak over the horizon, touching just the far reaches of the dark ocean, still not touching even the shore before his paws. The cool oceanic breezes fluttered over his pale pelt, throwing it this way and that way, whipping salty water against his nose and his eyes, making them sting. The man simply turned away from the direction of the wind, no longer getting salty water thrown in his face and nose. The beach was still rather dark, though the darkness was not the bottomless pit inkiness that told one it was the middle of the night. There was a grey tint to the darkness, signaling the coming of dawn. If he could take a guess, dawn would most likely arrive within half an hour or so, not much longer. He'd been awake for a good while now, simply staring out at the ocean, content with watching the dark waters crawl up on the shore only to retreat back into themselves. Seraphine was still sleeping soundly beside him, his much larger body acting as a shield to keep her warm against the cooler air currents. The morning was peaceful. One of the first since her disappearance.
Ivory chest expanded and deflated with each salty intake of air, mismatched gems of ice and maroon flickering down the length of the beach, noticing a dark figure further down the beach. He could barely smell the other wolf, but from what he could detect, it seemed to be female but a rogue. She didn't look very threatening from her position farther down, but then again, appearances could be deceiving. Demonio made no move to acknowledge her, simply allowing his gaze to remain on her figure, watching her, waiting to see if she would move closer or even if she would notice him, one ear tilted back towards Seraphine, aware of each breath she took.
Talk like this