Not having someone, that’s the worse curse.
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It was like they were both dreaming, but different dreams. Locked in a place where neither time nor place seemed important. Lost in the possibility of being in each other's presence. He stepped closer to her, and her nerves seemed to flinch back, away form him. Her body felt like it was on fire, waves of electricity rolling through her every time he moved, everytime he did something. And it had been so long. She wanted to do so many things, she was feeling so many emotions. There was frustration with the time it had taken, anger even, and there was sorrow. Heart wrenching sorrow that she had been away from her friend for so long. Her closest friend. Sure, he was her 'best friend', but also she wished he was somethnig else.. something more. He had saved her in more than one way, and he had been her only friend there... even when she couldn't be friends with Shadow, her own mate.


Insomnia..is something wrong? his voice sent a slight shiver down her spine, and a broad smile to her face. And as he spoke he moved closer to her. It had been so long, so long since she had seen him. Since his scent had drifted through her nostrils and since his body had been painted so alive in her vision. Her tail flicked ever so slightly, her body pressing up against his. The moment was so delicate to her, so precious. Something she intended to keep close to her heart for a long time to come. And there was a respone from him, as he pressed against her in return. She felt so small, so delicate in comparison to him. He was so much larger, so much stronger. She herself was so tiny. She had only enough muscle to be able to move and to run. At this point in time, she was a creature that was dependant upon other wolves in order to live. She needed someone else to protect her, to hunt for her. She was lucky to be in a pack, but that wasn't somethnig that crossed her midn frequently. She was beginning to dislike New dawn, beginning to realize that there would be violence no matter where she turned her sight to. But now? Now there was no violence... there was only peace and emotions. Many emotions. In response to his words, she buried her face even deeper into the fur of his neck, inhaling deeply. Trying to commit his scent to memory, because she knew he couldn't stay like this with her forever. "I.....I'm a omega..." She stopped nuzzling into him and scooted away to face him. Her mix-matched eyes confused. "We.....are the same..."
She sighed and shook her head, her feathers falling into her eyes. She tried to blow them away, and failed helplessly.


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