05-08-2008, 12:54 PM
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Lubomir had made his den in the lush area of the Halcyon Mountains, preferring the tall trees and shade they offered, reminiscent of the Old Country and the thick evergreen forests there. He was still reeling from his encounter with Ember, his nose constantly in the air, trying to catch even the faintest whiff of her. His head was up in the clouds, his heart beating her name. It wasn't love, not yet anyway, more like a deep infatuation. She had been innocent and charming and Lubomir had fallen head over paws for her.
So caught up was he in his reverie and thoughts of comparing her to a summer day that he did not notice stumbling across the new wolf's den. He had barely noticed Connor around, but then Lubomir wasn't one for socialising. The wolf had joined the pack after Lubomir's fairy tales, so perhaps a vital piece of an unclear puzzle was missing. A puzzle both wolves were a part of. He landed face down on the ground, but quickly go up again and shook himself. He noticed the entrance to the den and thought that perhaps talking to someone would get his mind off Ember long enough to actually be sane again. 'Connor? Connor McTravis?' He knew better than to intrude. No, Lubomir sat down and patiently waited. His mind started devising more rhymes to Ember, Phoenix and lady. He could still compare her to a summer's day after all.
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Lubomir had made his den in the lush area of the Halcyon Mountains, preferring the tall trees and shade they offered, reminiscent of the Old Country and the thick evergreen forests there. He was still reeling from his encounter with Ember, his nose constantly in the air, trying to catch even the faintest whiff of her. His head was up in the clouds, his heart beating her name. It wasn't love, not yet anyway, more like a deep infatuation. She had been innocent and charming and Lubomir had fallen head over paws for her.
So caught up was he in his reverie and thoughts of comparing her to a summer day that he did not notice stumbling across the new wolf's den. He had barely noticed Connor around, but then Lubomir wasn't one for socialising. The wolf had joined the pack after Lubomir's fairy tales, so perhaps a vital piece of an unclear puzzle was missing. A puzzle both wolves were a part of. He landed face down on the ground, but quickly go up again and shook himself. He noticed the entrance to the den and thought that perhaps talking to someone would get his mind off Ember long enough to actually be sane again. 'Connor? Connor McTravis?' He knew better than to intrude. No, Lubomir sat down and patiently waited. His mind started devising more rhymes to Ember, Phoenix and lady. He could still compare her to a summer's day after all.