06-18-2009, 04:08 PM
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Sure, it'd probably be better for Catalyst to hear it from Cercelee than someone else at this point. 300+
It was unknown just what dreams were playing in the mind of the small ivory girl, but suddenly the soft nudge from the cold kohl snout of the Rosea nearly jolted Catalyst up; dual eyes flying open, and something of a half gasp, half yelp emitting from her throat. Thankful to have escaped the void of her slumber, but then again not so happy to have been woken up at the point where things were getting intense in her dreams, it took a second for her weary eyes to adjust to the china doll colored lady in front of her. Thankfully it was Miss Cercelee, and not a demon being who harbored empty, black eyes.
"Cercelee..." Catalyst softly muttered, smiling a sort of sleepy smile as her tiny maw opened for a long, drawn out yawn. Shaking her head awake, what a dream that had been for her. Her eyes squinted at the soft light that filtered through the glass stained windows, adjusting to the day's brightness within the church. Sitting up to where she was settled on her haunches, another yawn escaped her muzzle as she looked up to the Rosea. It took Catalyst a couple days in to fully adjust to her and her mate, no doubt finding trust a hard thing to come by. However, Cercelee had won her over, and whenever Cercelee was around, she had felt protected, comforted, reassured. All the things that a mother should provide to their pups, Cercelee gave to Catalyst and her siblings. Even while Catalyst missed her mother, she did indeed have somewhat of close feelings for Cercelee.
Blinking and looking around, Catalyst had noticed some siblings were not present. Turning back to the blue eyed Rosea, she tilted her head in question. "Where'r the others?"
It was unknown just what dreams were playing in the mind of the small ivory girl, but suddenly the soft nudge from the cold kohl snout of the Rosea nearly jolted Catalyst up; dual eyes flying open, and something of a half gasp, half yelp emitting from her throat. Thankful to have escaped the void of her slumber, but then again not so happy to have been woken up at the point where things were getting intense in her dreams, it took a second for her weary eyes to adjust to the china doll colored lady in front of her. Thankfully it was Miss Cercelee, and not a demon being who harbored empty, black eyes.
"Cercelee..." Catalyst softly muttered, smiling a sort of sleepy smile as her tiny maw opened for a long, drawn out yawn. Shaking her head awake, what a dream that had been for her. Her eyes squinted at the soft light that filtered through the glass stained windows, adjusting to the day's brightness within the church. Sitting up to where she was settled on her haunches, another yawn escaped her muzzle as she looked up to the Rosea. It took Catalyst a couple days in to fully adjust to her and her mate, no doubt finding trust a hard thing to come by. However, Cercelee had won her over, and whenever Cercelee was around, she had felt protected, comforted, reassured. All the things that a mother should provide to their pups, Cercelee gave to Catalyst and her siblings. Even while Catalyst missed her mother, she did indeed have somewhat of close feelings for Cercelee.
Blinking and looking around, Catalyst had noticed some siblings were not present. Turning back to the blue eyed Rosea, she tilted her head in question. "Where'r the others?"
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