06-03-2009, 04:06 AM
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600+ WotD: Espy
With her sides now burning with the sensation of wear from running so fast at a short rate, Catalyst couldn't help but slow down now, even while her instinct were prodding her to continue forth at all costs. The salmon pink that was of her tongue panted and hung from her jaws in an exhausted heave up and down, in between gasps of air to collect her sobs and her shock of what just took place. The distance before her was unclear, uncertain, her tear stained eyes and the sheen of fog that it brought the only thing that was of a view. It wasn't until the exhausted puppy came to a halting standstill, rather bumping right into the legs of the woad warrior herself. Catalyst had seen a dark outline in front of her initially, but was too frantic in nature to coherently stop and realize who it was. It was none other than Cwmfen herself, kneeling down to stroke through her fur. The comforting touch was enough to thrust her back into reality, back into someone that looked and acted alive.
Hearing her naturally melodious and soft spoken voice, a whole new wave of anxiousness came about her. Certainly Catalyst remembered their talk about her not coming to the borders, and here she was, dashing away from them when her word was supposed to be given to the warrior in promise that she wouldn't do such a thing. Feeling a whole new round of tears to spill, her wide bloodshot eyes looked into the pupil less ones of Cwmfen while she still lingered there for a second, muttering the only words that she could comprehend at this point. "I-I'm s-s-sorry... 'm s-sorr-rry..." Was the only thing that could be repeated over and over, until the warrior took initiative to inspect what Catalyst had been running away from in the first place.
Watching as the warrior strode away, Catalyst contemplated about continuing to run until she ran herself ragged back to the church, and cowered under a pew or in a darkly confined place. The image that would now be engrained in her mind until death came for her, it was one that would haunt her in nightmares for several nights at a time. She should have listened while she did, should have obeyed, but it was curiosity that killed the canine in this case, and she had scarring reveries to live with. Catalyst then made a decision that would go against her instincts entirely, as she began to backtrack right around to where Cwmfen headed to, back to the bloodied scene. Call her insane or just inept to listening, but for some reason the pup was concerned about Cwmfen getting hurt too, and didn't want her to walk into the stranger's trap. There was nothing that little Catalyst could do if an attack was to be executed upon Cwmfen, but she wanted to trail along behind just to make sure, and also to see if the male was okay too (even though she already knew he was long gone).
Catalyst had kept her distance this time, however, as she shrunk behind the tallest grasses she could find, espying the scene before her. The only thing one could see was her cerulean eye peering out from the grasses, watching as the warrior stooped over the fallen Dahlian. Her single looking eye also roved the area immensely, feeling her flesh tingle beneath her fur at the dark demon that took that adult's life, remembering the oblivion of his bleak eyes. Catalyst would remain unseen by some tall grasses in the area, but it was her sniffling and slight gasps of air enough that would give away her presence nearby.
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600+ WotD: Espy
With her sides now burning with the sensation of wear from running so fast at a short rate, Catalyst couldn't help but slow down now, even while her instinct were prodding her to continue forth at all costs. The salmon pink that was of her tongue panted and hung from her jaws in an exhausted heave up and down, in between gasps of air to collect her sobs and her shock of what just took place. The distance before her was unclear, uncertain, her tear stained eyes and the sheen of fog that it brought the only thing that was of a view. It wasn't until the exhausted puppy came to a halting standstill, rather bumping right into the legs of the woad warrior herself. Catalyst had seen a dark outline in front of her initially, but was too frantic in nature to coherently stop and realize who it was. It was none other than Cwmfen herself, kneeling down to stroke through her fur. The comforting touch was enough to thrust her back into reality, back into someone that looked and acted alive.
Hearing her naturally melodious and soft spoken voice, a whole new wave of anxiousness came about her. Certainly Catalyst remembered their talk about her not coming to the borders, and here she was, dashing away from them when her word was supposed to be given to the warrior in promise that she wouldn't do such a thing. Feeling a whole new round of tears to spill, her wide bloodshot eyes looked into the pupil less ones of Cwmfen while she still lingered there for a second, muttering the only words that she could comprehend at this point. "I-I'm s-s-sorry... 'm s-sorr-rry..." Was the only thing that could be repeated over and over, until the warrior took initiative to inspect what Catalyst had been running away from in the first place.
Watching as the warrior strode away, Catalyst contemplated about continuing to run until she ran herself ragged back to the church, and cowered under a pew or in a darkly confined place. The image that would now be engrained in her mind until death came for her, it was one that would haunt her in nightmares for several nights at a time. She should have listened while she did, should have obeyed, but it was curiosity that killed the canine in this case, and she had scarring reveries to live with. Catalyst then made a decision that would go against her instincts entirely, as she began to backtrack right around to where Cwmfen headed to, back to the bloodied scene. Call her insane or just inept to listening, but for some reason the pup was concerned about Cwmfen getting hurt too, and didn't want her to walk into the stranger's trap. There was nothing that little Catalyst could do if an attack was to be executed upon Cwmfen, but she wanted to trail along behind just to make sure, and also to see if the male was okay too (even though she already knew he was long gone).
Catalyst had kept her distance this time, however, as she shrunk behind the tallest grasses she could find, espying the scene before her. The only thing one could see was her cerulean eye peering out from the grasses, watching as the warrior stooped over the fallen Dahlian. Her single looking eye also roved the area immensely, feeling her flesh tingle beneath her fur at the dark demon that took that adult's life, remembering the oblivion of his bleak eyes. Catalyst would remain unseen by some tall grasses in the area, but it was her sniffling and slight gasps of air enough that would give away her presence nearby.
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