Today Was A Fairytale
08-12-2013, 09:39 PM
The sun beat down on him, but he didn't mind it. It was strong, but the gentle breeze cooled him off, creating the perfect balance of temperature. He had scented his brother going this way, wondering if he had gone to find herbs or to just be alone. Caerul walked across the dark green grass, the setting felt calm and serene. He felt a whole lot better now then he did before, when they were frantically trying to find their sister. But now she was safe, and in the care of his brother, Alsander. And now, he wandered, exploring the place that would quite possibly be their new home now. Emerald eyes swept the lands, his brothers scent began to waft all over the place now. He was unsure exactly where the scent led, so he stopped where he was. Oh well, guess I'll just relax here for a while. He thought. He marched his way down a small slope towards a cluster of trees, and there he settled himself down in the shade. The windswept grasses waved gently in the wind, the gentle rustling of their blades reached his ears and producing a calming effect on him. He wondered what the future would hold now...They had found their father, been reunited, and possibly found a new home. He stared up at the sky, the clouds drifting lazily across the blue background. He hadn't really said much to his Father since they found him. He didn't really know what to say... They had spent such a long time looking for him. The siblings putting their own personal lives aside for the sake of each other...Caerul was five years old now, and it wouldn't be long before he hit six. Just two more seasons, and they would be six...He shuddered. He felt like his life had no meaning...he had never fallen in love, never had a relationship with anyone other then his siblings, and had never even really tried to get into a relationship because he was always busy with his family. He sighed, lying his head on his paws, and staring up at the sky...he began to feel a hollow emptiness within him. He felt...alone. Even though he wasn't truly alone because of his brothers and sister, it was a different kind of loneliness...one that they couldn't fill. |
08-12-2013, 10:07 PM
Imena |
White paws carried the dark female through the trees. She had needed time away from the pack, time to let the sorrow and hurt out. She could only hold up this facade for so long. She needed to seek solitude, to find a place where someone might not find her. Head hung low, blue eye fixed on her paws as she walked slowly. She had come a long way from home, hoping to out run the pain. But no matter the distance it was still there with here. She could not shake off this black cloud. How could she? For all she is and was, there was nothing she could do. She would never heal at this rate. what had happened to her would forever leave a wound on her heart. She had been betrayed in the worst ways. To have you love turn their back on you for your sister. To make the excuse that he did it for her, knowing she would help care for her sister's pups. The burning jealous of her sister that knew the truth abouth them, ending it all by killing her own pups. And to top it off, Imena was blamed for it, chased out, cursed. She had thought if she ran far enough she could heal or at least became numb. That perhaps she could forget what had happened. But no, she was plagued with nightmares of those little pups dying over and over. Cursed in thinking maybe she was just not needed, worthless. A soul who was meant to wonder alone. Even now in Valhalla she still felt like an outsider. She still had yet to fully know her packmates. She knew Erani, Cael, Demonio, and alil of Chryanthe. Other than running into them she spent most of her time alone. She was afraid someone might ask her what was wrong, inisit she tell them the truth. Part of her was not ready to open up to anyone, yet she seeked one soul to tell. She came to a stop, flopping down next to a small puddle or rain water. Blue eyes, the color of a clear sky, stared right back at her. Her mind wondered to the past, replaying everything. Her body shook with grief and depression, so strong she couldnt stop it. But tears never fell, she refused to cry. Head tucked in as eyes closed, breathing in shuddering shallow breathes. How long would this continue? Would she have to bare this pain till she died? |