Maybe I'm Open from all this Ocean Air

Haven Aatte · 10-19-2010, 01:27 PM

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Haven had woken early, as he was wont to do, and rose from the bed he shared with his mate. Green eyes looked down upon his Princess and a smile came to his face. Part of him wished to crawl back under the covers with her, but he got up and put on his jeans and walked out the door of their room. As he walked down the hall towards the front door of their little house, the Knight looked briefly to the room that had been his little sister's for a short while. Rio had left only a few days ago. Haven hadn't wanted her to leave, he didn't know if she was self sufficient enough to be able to properly take care of herself out on her own. Still, he hadn't had the heart to try and force her to stay, so he had done the only thing he could do and had taught her how to defend herself. It was the only thing he could give her, since she was walking out from under the umbrella of his protection. He hoped she would be safe, and would come back some day.

Quietly the Aatte man opened the door and walked outside, closing it behind him. The air was full of that fall chill, and it pricked his skin. He contemplated for a moment going back in to grab his jacket, but decided against it. Something about the slightly biting wind was comforting. Why that was he couldn't say, but it was. The Seneschal walked from his porch down to the beach and started to walk parallel to the surf that was washing upon the sands. The steady sounds of the ocean filled his ears and he was thankful for their presence. No matter what changed in his life, the ocean always remained constant. He liked having that to hold on to.

The ochre colored hybrid walked for a mile or so before he sat himself down on the cold sand and stared off into the golden highlighted waves. The sun was slowly making its ascent and gave the water interesting hues. He was two years old now. His birthday had come and gone without him even realizing it until this moment. His fingers touched the scarred lines upon his chest. So much had changed since he was a carefree pup in Crimson Dreams, slaying imaginary dragons and acting as the prince and heir to the Dreaming throne. Now he was the Knight to Cour des Miracles. He had a wonderful mate and good friends. Maybe someday soon he would also be a father. He heaved a sigh as he laid back onto the earth, his eyes looking up into the morning sky. What a world this was.

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