and i've completed a masterpiece

Sage River Lykoi · 06-18-2011, 01:11 PM

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Man I rambled a bit. But damn. They're so cute. ; ; Longest post in a while! O_O WC: 591

Sage's mind was fuzzy and far too busy for her liking. She couldn't calm her thoughts, and rubbed her eyes, head tilting back to try and relieve her mind of the clutter. With a frustrated sigh when it didn't work, she leaned back, the base of a larger tree supporting her light frame. Goldenrod eyes shut tight, trying to hold back tears that tried to force their way out, for no good reason. Her stress had caught up to her, and she was in woe.

Cream fingers reached up to remove some hair from her face, and she took a deep breath in through her nose. As she exhaled, her eyes flew open, wide and alert. She could smell him. Earthy frame shifting forward, large, dark chocolate ears at their full height, she stared out into the green landscape.

Once she could hear his movements, she rose, fully ready to greet him. He came from the direction she hadn't been looking, though, and very nearly surprised her. Messy waves of hair flourished about her head as it whipped around, eyes quickly finding his off-white form.

"Ouija!" she called out, excited. Sage dashed towards him, her feet staying close to the ground as though she skated through the air. She stopped close to him, having longed for a proper, close relationship for months. She hardly felt close to her sisters anymore; they kept to themselves, mostly, now. Sage had seen Clover scarcely, but China had been even more scarce and secretive. Her swollen heart was slowly being punctured. It ached, and she needed comfort.

At his touch, she wrapped her arms around him, burying her moist eyes in his neck, not wanting him to see them. Her eyes shut tight, and every muscle tensed. She remained in his grasp for as long as she could before breaking it, taking a shaky breath and stepping back, yellow eyes falling to his bag as he set it down. Ouija leaned in, his warm breath on her neck as he nuzzled her. Her body relaxed, and thin arms reached up to gently lace around his own neck. It felt so good to touch and be touched again, without fear of being rejected, or worse.

Sage pulled back slightly, her hands still playing softly with the fur at the back of his neck. She had missed his sweet compliments. "Oh, Ouija," she started softly, hardly able to speak, looking into his eyes for a moment before resting her head against his shoulder again. "It's not all well," she said shakily, removing her hands from his neck and trailing them down his chest to wrap them instead around his waist; a more comfortable hug for an upset moment. "Everything feels so out of place, Ouija," she began, not knowing what else to say. Things just felt so wrong, she absolutely had to fix them. But where to start?

For now, being allowed to completely feel her emotions for once was absolutely grand. She had felt the need to hold back for so long; finally, she could just let it out. Something about Ouija allowed her to trust him in a way that she had yet to feel with anyone in Inferni. Once, she'd been close to Talitha, to her sisters. There was too much distance; Sage needed to be closer. At least for the moment, she could be close to Ouija. Resting her head fully on his chest, she tightened her arms around him gently, eyes squeezing shut once again as she tried not to cry.

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