I just wanna feel your body right next to mine
11-19-2013, 03:19 PM
She had escaped the den, leaving behind her sleeping family. Paws kissed the earth with slightly clumsy movements. Eyes made of ice scanned the world around her, absorbing her innocence like a sponge. She ventured away from the safety of her home, a burning desire to see the world pushed her forward. The threat of her mothers anger was no nearly enough to keep her tied down. The young girl was her mothers little pistol, constantly contesting her. With bounding leaps, the little shadow pelted girls would hop from small rock to small rock, settling her eyes on a large one, determined to reach the top. Claws scraped against the stone, sending unpleasant chills down her spine, limbs flailed wildly to keep herself grounded against the rock. Tiny muscles contracted, pushing her up until she reached the top. A grin split her lips, eyes bright with excitement. Tossing back her crown the little temptress would release a sweet melody of victory, claiming this rock as her own, and telling the world it was. Haunches dropped, pressing against the cool stone. Winter had set in, snow was beginning to cover the ground. She had long found out that she didn't like the frozen substance, for it melted and seeped into her pelt, making her cold. Tiny triangular audits twitched, listening to foreign sounds that swarmed her. She had yet to meet anyone outside her siblings, mother and the scarce presence of Bas, she didn't really know the dark brute that always seemed to follow her mother. The girl thirsted for knowledge, for power. Dark plume twitched behind her, she was waiting, she wasn't sure what for, but she was waiting. Talk like this |