dust on your fingers.

Eris Eternity · 05-25-2011, 06:14 AM

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Date: 12 June (Forward-dated)

Setting: The Dampwoods

Time: Dusk

Character Form: Optime

Word Count » 546
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the world shudders as the worm gets its wings

The hot air of summer was upon the hybrid, and it seemed hot flames licked through her veins, though the heat outdoors was not the reason for this. The hybrid woman knew in her bones, though her belly had hardly given to anything but a slight swell, indiscernible except to herself. She had not told anyone yet -- it had only been the previous morning that she had determined the truth of her hope, and her blood sang with the realization, joy spurred throughout her body. She hadn't called on Larkspur, or even Sirius -- instead, she had meandered brazenly from Salsola's borders, giving reason for her departure as was customary -- she sought blood for them, strength and numbers from the outsider canines. They were in need of strength, and the sable hybrid would draw it from the land. Her judgment was trusted enough for any new blood brought to the clan, after all.

It was not new blood she truly sought, for there was plenty of it brewing in her belly. The chartreuse-eyed canine instead sought out someone else, the painted king she had denied herself for so long. They were apart now, in different packs altogether, and she would keep away from Salsola for the remainder of the following day, in all likelihood truly fulfilling the duties she had claimed as reason for departure. Stretching the truth and lying was one thing; failing the provide for the family was another entirely. They did need new blood, and she would seek it after she found Ouija. The sable hybrid had given Inferni its berth as always, but she danced closer to Anathema's borders. There was quite a respectful distance between herself and the old place, but she was closer than she would have gone to Inferni, in any case.

Though in her two-legged form, the coal-hued hybrid threw back her head and howled for him, summoning Ouija with her voice. She would keep to this form as she had in the last pregnancy, as soon her need to hunt would cease anyway. Now, not only was Larkspur required to provide for her, but the whole of the pack, as well. Her chartreuse eyes glittered happiness at the thought, and she drew her head down to peer around the forest, watching as the lightning bugs danced slowly, lighting up occasionally. The females flickered faster in the grasses, and the woman watched them in fascination, reaching for one with lightning quickness when it buzzed nearby to her. She held it in her hand, watching as the light danced from between her fingers.

A toothy smile came to her face, and the woman opened her hand slowly, her other hand reaching over to pluck the insect from her palm, holding it between the pads of her fingers. She brought it close to her eye and watched as it glowed brightly, small legs motoring madly against her. She held it so lightly it might not have even felt the pressure of her fingers, but it certainly felt as she brought those fingers to her belly, drawing the bug upward from her navel and between her breasts. A yellow-green smear, faintly glowing, was left behind, and the hybrid peered down in fascination, laughing as she moved after another bug.

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