04-11-2008, 11:30 PM
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Her ears contorted to fixate on the movement long before she could see the figure from her past amongst the sunflowers. It slowed her feet and hurried her heart, curiosity furrowing her brow until a glimpse of the red and blue figure thundered behind her. She spun around and tilted her torso to see through the stalks like a child in a crowded room. And just as soon as she found the curve of an auburn thigh and twist of tail, like a scene from a B-list horror flick, it began to run directly back at her. She only managed a short yelp of surprise and a couple of steps back before the slender, bright-eyed wolf leapt at her--honey eyes, girly features, brilliant hair, she had changed and was all the same and even lovelier, livelier, and suddenly right on top of her. The untended burn that marked her left side shattered her romantic reflection on the past, and she yelped sharply as they hit the ground. They rolled enthusiastically, not without Poe's careful turns away from her singed side, finally coming to a halt with Poe panting on her back and Ana teetering over, and then off to the side of her belly. Poe's golden-green eyes couldn't help but follow her assumably long-lost companion all the while, mesmerized and shocked, and very happy for a distraction to the physical (for once in her life). "Ana," she finally breathed out in a quick, smooth breath that curled her up from the petal-strewn ground, and back to the reaches of the Welsh lady, arms tossing around her neck in a tight embrace. "Ana, you rampaging twat!" she repeated again, pulling tighter with a tight jaw and a pursed smirk. "So ill-mannered, really..." she muttered, thick in jest and thinly veiled excitement. Somewhere under that tone, she was on the verge of tears.  | ||