And At Last, I See the Light...

Bangle Guffawri · 01-08-2011, 07:54 PM

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He could not, would not, peel his eyes away from her. She was sad, and he knew it was because of him. Large ears swiveled to the back of his decorated head, was this how it was with the other handful of females he encountered? It couldn't have, for he never felt anything for them past the physical need. No one had ever told Bangle how to act, or how to feel, when something like this happened. But now, everything looked different, he was looking through orange eyes in a new way at the female before him, who lifted her head up and looked blankly at him.

Her words, though they sounded empty, hit him like a boulder to the head. It hit his core, and the coywolf nearly had to gasp for air, as he felt his chest was being compressed, suffocated. She blinked in the starlight, and only the sound of the fireflies buzzing kept the air from being silent. He opened his mouth to speak, at first, but for the first time.. the merchant was at a loss for words. All that came out was a choke of his voice, before he looked away from her and to the snow covered ground, clearing his throat. "I left to look for you," he said. The words were strange on his tongue, foreign, but they seemed like the right thing to say.

When he turned his head back to her, the glow from the fireflies surrounding them seemed to have lifted any fog of doubt from his mind. His eyes nearly widened, as if coming to a realization. His eyes sparkled as he took in all of her entirely, simply staring, almost seeing past her. What went on through his mind, however, was much more complicated than the look he was giving. All of his years, he had been traveling, but from more than he thought. His past years were a blur, then, never truly seeing things the way they were. Bangle was merely running from his problems, from unresolved conflicts, from feelings that should have been established long ago. But he merely shrugged them all off, living as carefree a life that any wolf could have asked for. He had traveled the world, seeing many places and several faces, but it was then, there in the snowy clearing, he had been looking for her all along.

Now it was as if he was seeing the light for the first time. The world of darkness and obliviousness he had been living in was ebbing away, like rays of sunlight drifting into the darkest of caves. Bangle blinked, and suddenly his insides felt warm, and nearly glowing from the light that was beginning to shine within him. "Skye, I was wrong," he admitted to her, something he would've never imagined himself saying. He took a step forward, but then froze, deciding any closer would break the moment. "But I-- you.." The coywolf couldn't finish his sentence, as he gazed directly into her chocolate eyes.

He felt frustrated, then, his only free hand balling up into a fist. Why wasn't he able to communicate everything to her? The male never had a problem when it came to customers, when it came to selling wares that he made himself from anything he could find. So why, then, wasn't he the Slickmaw that the lands knew him as? His muzzle turned towards the grasses in the clearing, seeing how serene the clearing looked, as the last traced of sun settled behind the mountains. "I don' want t' run anymore," came the whisper, warm breath misting out into the night as he spoke.

The coywolf couldn't seem to sort his words out, and he ventured a glance over to Skye once more. "Did y' really mean what ya said?" He didn't have to explain his question, he knew she would understand what he meant. For a moment, he thought he was the one being played tricks on, instead of the other way around. But the look in her milk chocolate eyes told him otherwise. Without her having to say anything, they were filled with emotion, and they spoke only the truth - the truth Bangle had been running away from all of his years.

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