04-07-2009, 01:35 PM
She'd left the lands she called home. She didn't need to worry about protecting her pups; she'd sent them away with their brother. Tal had seemed okay with following Noah into the wilderness, as long as he could stay with his sister. He'd begged her to come with, but she had made promises, and she needed to keep them here. She took another swig of her whiskey, staring out at the water. She missed her pups, missed her family. The cabin seemed so much colder and emptier at night, even with Colibri around. Colibri was great, but she wasn't blood family. She was family through Willow, yes, but otherwise they shared no blood. And with Willow gone to Goddess knows where Deuce was very much alone again. She didn't have Lucifer, she didn't have Soran. She couldn't even turn to Haku for comfort, when he was so preoccupied with his own troubles.
The brown bottle was warm in her hand, and she lazilly traced it's curves with the tip of a claw before draining the last of it's contents. She had more in her pack, of course. Whiskey had wonderful medicinal properties, along with being intoxicating. It's ability to numb pain was unsurpassed by anything she'd found yet. And she was much in need of being numbed tonight. The clinking of bottles cught her attention, and she stirred slightly, glancing to the left and the right. There. Was that another being? She pulled another bottle from her bag and lifted her lithe frame from the sand, moving closer. He smelled of alcohol too, and she eased herself to sit at his side, not caring if he wanted company or not. He smelled of the Valley, and it comforted her. It was a smell of better times. Of Lucifer and comfort. Perhaps she shouldn't have left, she mused. She offered the whiskey to the male.
"Drink?"
The brown bottle was warm in her hand, and she lazilly traced it's curves with the tip of a claw before draining the last of it's contents. She had more in her pack, of course. Whiskey had wonderful medicinal properties, along with being intoxicating. It's ability to numb pain was unsurpassed by anything she'd found yet. And she was much in need of being numbed tonight. The clinking of bottles cught her attention, and she stirred slightly, glancing to the left and the right. There. Was that another being? She pulled another bottle from her bag and lifted her lithe frame from the sand, moving closer. He smelled of alcohol too, and she eased herself to sit at his side, not caring if he wanted company or not. He smelled of the Valley, and it comforted her. It was a smell of better times. Of Lucifer and comfort. Perhaps she shouldn't have left, she mused. She offered the whiskey to the male.
"Drink?"