MYST BLACK

"Little Bird"

 

The Little Bird was at a fault. her mind was on the brink of a complete failure. Between light and dark, heaven and hell. The thoughts of her very own past haunted her with each step within the dwelling darkness forever surrounding her. A rain cloud seemed to flat above her constantly. The delicate woman was like a porcelain doll, weathering away. Chips of her very existence were slowly flaking off. Though, she stood tall. Her eyes were open and her lips curled into a fake smile. A smile that breathes "yeah, im okay." But, lied. The woman was not okay. Not in the least. The very woman that brought her into the world was slaughtered in cold blood. The Little Bird held the name of her mother, a constant reminder of the loss of the most important person in the world. Her life felt like a pin cushion. Everything hurt like a thousand needles being poked into her. Emotional and physical. Depression tormented the lovely babe. Though, one would not guess at first glance.

The youngest of the Black family moved slowly towards the water before her. Each solemn step left an imprint of her temporary existence. The tide was very far out, leaving a bed of moist sand for her to stand on. The air was brisk and lovely. Her dark gray fur flowed within the cool wind. Sand slathered across her multi-toned paws with each step. The yearlings tri-colored tail flicked in the air, though it was not raised. Her ears were perked, but not on alert. Though, her elegant emerald gems were bright with curiosity, yet they had a wall around them. She would never allow someone to peer into her so easily. She always had a covered for what she was always feeling. Why should someone show what is on the inside so easily? Or at all? The woman was very shut in, rarely showing any emotion besides her stoic half-smile that she always wore. Her beautiful body slipped further down the shore until her paws met the light water that came forth then left, lightly slipping around her paws. Myst sat and breathed in the scent of the sea before closing her eyes to relax and feel the water lightly flow around the very bottom of her seated form.

He didn't often leave the Covari territory these days, despite his past convictions of adventures and freedom. In truth, he felt utterly comfortable within Covari lands as he had not anywhere else. However as temporary Alpha recovering from illness he was determined to constantly push himself, to stretch harder, to run further until his body belonged to him once more. Today he decided to run, to run until the borders of Covari where behind him and the rogue lands where beneath his feet. Ran until he had swallowed even these beneath his long strides and would have continued to run yet if an achingly familiar scent hadn't touched his senses.



He slowed his pace, not yet coming to a stand still but first walking it off, cooling down his body and his drumming heart as he approached the sea, approached the place his sister embraced the waters and he could fully see her familiar form. He was addled from his run, Little Bird truly was there and his familiar half smirk would touch his lips. His sisters had begun to appear, one by one and each held a harsh tail to tell him. He remembered the rage he had felt, the need to tear and taste blood in the knowledge that any had dare harm his kin. He looked Little Bird over now as he approached, his eyes touching over her familiar form and he could find no obvious signs of abuse.



He sat his hunches on the sand a few feet back from her and watched her movements, waiting for her to see that she was not alone, despite the wind that swept back from the sea and towards him, wind that would not tell her another had approached.

"Speech"

MYST BLACK

"Little Bird"

 

The beautiful creature sat upon the wet sand with her eyes shut and her mind blocked off. She was enveloped in the sounds of winds and waves. Water flew around her delicate form as her lower half got soaked. Myst breathed in the salty air with happiness, it was peaceful. No one was there to remind her of her faults. No one was there to bother her. Little Bird was beyond delicate. A hum would be heard from the girl, she began to hum a tune of her mother. One that stained within her mind. It was soft and mysterious. She began to think of her mother. The woman she was named after. Wouldn't her mother want her to move on? Be happy? Myst could not even think of moving on, it just seemed so hard. She was so close to her mother. The woman would shake the thoughts from her head and stand up. White and grey paws sunk into the wet sand as she turned around and opened her emerald eyes.

WHITE AS A GHOST

She saw him. Her dear brother. He was a light grey and white hue with dark grey markings that popped. He was of similar coloring as her, just opposite. The woman blinked a few times. How lond was he sitting there? Did he recognise her? Little Bird shook her head, trying not to worry to much. Though, her eyes met his purple orbs and she sucked in an uneasy breath. He was like a ghost. Haunting her from her past. Yet, her unstable paws carried her closer to the paranormal being. She sucked in a few more long breathes before she stopped a few feet away from him to just look for a few moments...

SHE BROKE

Little Bird let forth a quick burst of vocals, "Crucifix!" She then ran at him and embraced him. The girl attempted to stick her muzzle into his alabaster scruff. Tears threatened to fall as she breathed in his scent. It was of family, of home. The small woman backed up a step and looked into his eyes, "I am so glad you are okay, brother. I.. I have missed you so." The woman embraced him one more time, letting her chest touch his before she took one more step back to sit down before him. She was smaller and she looked fragile as an Elder. The woman looked tired and distraught. Yet, somehow, she pulled it all together. Letting her emotions bottle up as always.

A few moments would pass before the familiar form would turn and emerald eyes would glisten to an open and set their sights upon him. A grin would break out across his lips as she took him in, and her name was upon his lips in a barely audible whisper. It had been so long since he had seen her, and yet she seemed so familiar, like coming home after months of absence. Until that moment he had not even realised how much he missed her, until his name tore free of her and she began to run towards him and his heart sore beneath his chest, an unsteady rhythm that beat out love and remembrance. She was upon him in moments, with the smell of sea salt in her fur as she touched him, pulled him into an embrace. He hugged her back fiercely, taking in everything he could to the touch of her soft, windswept coat and the scent of sea and family and Myst about her. ?My Little bird? he whispered calling her by her familiar nickname. ?And I?ve missed you my Little Bird? he was swept up in his emotions and his voice sounded oddly choked. He was holding her tight now like he never wanted to let her go again. He had found family, he had lost family and found it again, and he was so sick of missing them. Twig was off somewhere, escaping the illness and last he had heard she was safe even if he did not know where she was. Angel kept appearing and vanishing again just as quickly until his heart ached with worry. He didn?t want to let Little Bird go again, didn?t want to give her a chance to vanish and get caught up in pain and heartache and anything he could protect her from. She would pull away and seat herself for him and he would get a chance to take her in. She looked thin and fragile, more so then she had before, yet he could swear her old fire was still there in her emerald eyes, setting them a blaze with determination. She was still His Myst, his sister and family. ?Where have you been? What happened to you?? he would ask ?Don?t go again..? he would whisper. "Speech"

MYST BLACK

"Little Bird"

 

He welcomed her into his arms. They embraced each other with such passion. It was the fire of a siblings love. Brother and sister reunited once again. He was always the stubborn, darker, yet loving one. She enjoyed his company and she instantly felt much better in his presence. His voice filled her ears in sudden swiftness. ?My Little bird? She nuzzled him softly before his words filled her ears again, ?And I?ve missed you my Little Bird? Myst nodded and watched as he let her go. She did not want him to let her go. Ever, ever again. She would not know what to do if he left her. So many she had left or had left her. The woman would not know what to do with herself. He was her dear brother. Her Cru.

She sat down in the sand before her brother. A little smile played across her lips. The woman was happy in those moments. Well, as happy as one can be in her state. His voice rang out and she instantly answered with her own sultry tones. ?Where have you been? What happened to you?? The girl sucked in a breath before replying. "I escaped after mothers.. death. I fled and never looked back. I was a coward but I was so afraid. That was our mother! Slaughtered! Her scream. I could not bare it. I ran and ran away before I was stable. I had to gather myself. I was off in some rogue dominated lands before I decided to come back.. I am starting to think it was a good decision." The girls smile faded but a content line of her lips was shown. The man spoke once more,
?Don?t go again..? The woman shook her head and connected her eyes with his. "Never again, my brother."

It felt so good to feel Myst beside him again, he and Twig had perhaps been the closest, but Little Bird had always been a part of everything he did as a pup. There had been an ache in his chest during her absence that was only now beginning to full. He would reach out a paw to cover her own as she spoke, needing to feel the solidity of her form. She explained what had happened to her, and he more than understood. They had all scattered at her death, and only in the past few months had they begun to find everyone again.



?It was, it brought you back to me? He told her, moving himself forward to embrace her again, she spoke little else of her time away, and well he didn?t ask he wondered. He didn?t know if anyone had hurt her, what trouble she might have found herself in but in a way none of that mattered now, they could fork out a new life for themselves. ?Do the others know your back? Everyone will be glad to have you back? he would continue, his greeting was nothing short of warm and loving, she was family and Crucifix had always felt a very strong tie to his kin.



She would continue with her conviction not to leave again, and he would nod his head to this. ?Good, I?m glad. I don?t know what plans you have Little Bird but I want you to join me. I?m considering making a pack, would you follow me to it if I did?? he would ask the big question, the one that had been hounding him for days. He was so close to deciding but still a step away from it, still needed to find more to join him to help create it. He realised in that moment how badly he wanted his family in a pack of his creating.


"Speech"

MYST BLACK

"Little Bird"

 

She was relatively happy to be back. To be embraced by a member of her family. It was nearly to good to be true but memories of their mother, their past flooded back into her mind. Her mothers slaughter. How everyone fled with such horror. It scarred her mind. Maybe more so then others. But, she could not handle it. Maybe Cru could help her? He answered her question with his own baritone song. ?It was, it brought you back to me? a little nod would be seen as she agree silently. ?Do the others know your back? Everyone will be glad to have you back? Everyone? The woman nearly gasped. "Everyone? There are others? I met Paradox, but it was a short ended meeting. Twig? Madeike? Deviant?" His embrace surprised her but she hugged him once again.

The female watched him with keen eyes as they sat back down. She waited for an answer. Yet, other words would come. ?Good, I?m glad. I don?t know what plans you have Little Bird but I want you to join me. I?m considering making a pack, would you follow me to it if I did?" Myst thought about it for a few moments. She was not one for packs. She was a Lone Wolf at most times. She had no urge to join a large pack with a bunch of power hungry fools. Yet, it was her brother. Why would she not want to join her brothers very own pack. Myst thought about it for a few more moments before her lovely tones were let into the brisk air. "I will follow you as long as you lead, brother." She let her tail flow to her side as she waited for reactions.

She would speak of their family and his grin would only grow wider, it seemed he would be the bearer of good news here. He had not run into Paradox yet, but all the others he had found and knew where they resided. ?Twig has a family and has gone to an island to raise them for a time. Jinxx and Deviant can be found in Valhalla? he would explain, it felt good to draw her close, she was family and a part of him, of his heart and his life. She would then agree to follow him where ever he may leave and he lowered his head and gently pressed his forehead against hers. ?I?m glad, Little Bird, you?ll find a home with me? he promised her warmly, it felt good to have her back and to know that she would welcome a home within his pack ? everything was going to work itself out, he just knew that it would.