10-16-2010, 06:43 AM
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A darker hue lurked in the far corners of the sky, quietly announcing the coming retirement of the sun. Such went the days, but as summer fled further into the past the days would lose their brightness little by little. The seed of a smile was planted on the young alpha’s lips as a rather merry reply seemed to drift from the stranger of ebony and fading silver. The lands were not impregnable to the Dahlian any longer, and darkness continued to loom by its borders in various hues. Nothing had changed in truth, but Conor’s perspective was slowly changing, again. Lavender traced the slim bone that remained in the dark male’s possession.
Silence returned as that seemed to be all, but the young male was not touched by it, as the atmosphere was too fresh to determine the mood of this scene just yet. ”Enjoying your little walk by the borders?” the cinnamon and gold male wondered. It was no crime and so he could not treat it as such. Crimson orbs were not seen every day in the common wolf’s face, but it was a lovely colour that made him think of Inferni and its inhabitants.