05-08-2010, 03:30 AM
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Halo’s thought were not as chaotic as they usually were. There was conflict within her, but that was far from unusual. She had twisted and turned without finding unconsciousness in her bed, and so she had risen and left the Mansion’s large, towering shadow behind and walked through the tranquil lands, taking in the fragrance of ash and sea; Inferni. The trees mingled behind her and she escaped the forest and continued to walk, feeling soft grass and earth harden as she reached the moonlit plains. Light drops of rain clung to her auburn locks and coppery fur, but she ignored it. There was no reassuring weight on her back and she felt a mental stab pierce through her stomach when she thought of the sheathed sword leaning against the desk in her room. Her focus did not linger long with the cold metal, because cherry orbs had found something more rewarding to ponder at.
She did not recognize the creature of silver and crumbling ash in the distance. Her stride lengthened and she extinguished distance between them quickly and wondered why she didn’t know about this. She had no right to stick her nose into what the leaders did, but she thought the security of the lands to be her responsibility, and did not at all adore the creature that had slipped into the clan without her knowledge. She had been around this male’s age when she had taken her first steps into the clan’s lands. ”I thought it was well past bedtime for children your age,” her toxic voice challenged as she glared at him. She knew exactly who this boy reminded her of.
Table credit: Mary Poppins
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Halo’s thought were not as chaotic as they usually were. There was conflict within her, but that was far from unusual. She had twisted and turned without finding unconsciousness in her bed, and so she had risen and left the Mansion’s large, towering shadow behind and walked through the tranquil lands, taking in the fragrance of ash and sea; Inferni. The trees mingled behind her and she escaped the forest and continued to walk, feeling soft grass and earth harden as she reached the moonlit plains. Light drops of rain clung to her auburn locks and coppery fur, but she ignored it. There was no reassuring weight on her back and she felt a mental stab pierce through her stomach when she thought of the sheathed sword leaning against the desk in her room. Her focus did not linger long with the cold metal, because cherry orbs had found something more rewarding to ponder at.
She did not recognize the creature of silver and crumbling ash in the distance. Her stride lengthened and she extinguished distance between them quickly and wondered why she didn’t know about this. She had no right to stick her nose into what the leaders did, but she thought the security of the lands to be her responsibility, and did not at all adore the creature that had slipped into the clan without her knowledge. She had been around this male’s age when she had taken her first steps into the clan’s lands. ”I thought it was well past bedtime for children your age,” her toxic voice challenged as she glared at him. She knew exactly who this boy reminded her of.