Behind this masquerade we hide...

Enya · 06-17-2010, 06:55 AM

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I'm sort of bored at the moment so somebody please reply! ~~Also, a question to whoever replies, why do some people post their wordcount at the top?~~ WC = 500+

Enya breathed in deeply, the fresh morning air filled her lungs. She felt better than she had felt in years but also more afraid. This place was foreign to her; at least when she had been out on her own she hadn't had anyone else to think about, but now she worried about the other wolves. She worried that they might not really be as kind and safe as they made out to be. She was worried that she was walking into a trap. But who would want to trap her she didn't know. So caught up in her crazy imaginings, she tumbled over a small object in front of her. Quickly climbing to her feet, Enya shook her head to clear her mind and then turned to see what she had tripped over.

Hesper, she thought and stumbled back to where his hedgehog body lay on the ground unmoving. Enya's eyes widened, her heart quickened. No! Please be okay! she silently screamed. Hesper opened his eyes. Enya breathed a sigh of relief. Hesper slowly unfurled himself from his protective ball and smiled - or at least what Enya had always assumed was a smile. It was more like he just opened his mouth and squinted his eyes. She sat and scooped him up, rocking him - something which she knew he hated but still did affectionately. As usualy, he squirmed and rolled from her arms back onto the ground and then sat there staring at her.

Hesper was the closest thing to love that she had ever felt. Truthfully, there was not actually anyone else for her to love. Was she expected to love the abusive mother who had abandoned her? Her unknown father? Hesper was the only one with a story like hers. His parents had both abandoned him, bringing together the unlikely friendship between wolf and hedgehog. The two had completely opposite personalities, Hesper being boisterous and playful and Enya being more introverted. Lovingly, she stretched out her paw and batted him away as he scrambled up her leg.

She was alone and could finally drop the steely mask she had painted over her face. No one could see her here, she didn't have to act indifferent anymore. Although, for the most part, it wasn't an act. She had not known any other wolf besides her mother but she seemed to sense that she was different. She didn't like to be around others. She didn't understand their emotions, thoughts or the way they acted. It was all too alien to her. She did not mind what they thought of her, how they viewed her, she only cared about her safety. As long as she acted like them, processed their emotions and reacted as she was meant to, she was safe.

Then she turned and looked out into the distance. There wasn't really anything much to see here, simply an open plane with numerous trees dotting the landscape. Suddenly, something caught her eye. Something red - and big. She began a swift gait towards it, sweeping Hesper up onto her back as she ran towards the large structure. When she reached it, she could only gasp. It was a building - just like the one she had seen in a pictre only... red. The picture she had seen had come from the only momento her mother had left - a book. In the book had been a single picture surrounded by many words. Enya's mother had taught her to read and she had deciphered the English and discovered that the structure was a building. Now she was here and was looking at a real - that's right a REAL - building. Slowly, absorbing every minute detail of the building, she walked through the large, red doors.

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