04-16-2012, 10:10 PM
He slept hard, he had since that day in Halifax. His dreams were mercifully absent or unremembered most of the time. This dream would haunt him. His hands twitched, forming fists, then relaxed. Moments later, the cycle would repeat itself. In the dream, shadows circled him, keeping between himself and his heavily pregnant mate. He was in secui, she was in her lupine form. He could see the shadows encircling her, caressing her swollen belly possessively. He lunged, trying to break the wall that separated them, and was unable to reach her.
Her blue eyes pleading expressively, she began to writhe in agony, trying to escape the burning cold of the shadows. And he? He could only watch as the shadows entered his mate through any and all open orifices, her pores, her ears, her nose... He could hear her screaming now. She screamed his name over and over and her body ruptured into prismatic shadows, blood pooling around little shadow forms, the innocent lives of his offspring taken and tainted by the shows that had killed Ayasha.
His leg jerked as her voice chimed, his golden eyes snapping open. His hackles were raised, his short cropped mane in a wild disarray from a restless sleep. Burning amber eyes darted to his mate, assessing her, reassuring himself that the nightmare hadn't become real. He closed his eyes, the images from the hellish vision haunting him. As he opened his eyes again, he had calmed himself. He would protect her, he would keep all evil from her.
"Yes love?"
Her blue eyes pleading expressively, she began to writhe in agony, trying to escape the burning cold of the shadows. And he? He could only watch as the shadows entered his mate through any and all open orifices, her pores, her ears, her nose... He could hear her screaming now. She screamed his name over and over and her body ruptured into prismatic shadows, blood pooling around little shadow forms, the innocent lives of his offspring taken and tainted by the shows that had killed Ayasha.
His leg jerked as her voice chimed, his golden eyes snapping open. His hackles were raised, his short cropped mane in a wild disarray from a restless sleep. Burning amber eyes darted to his mate, assessing her, reassuring himself that the nightmare hadn't become real. He closed his eyes, the images from the hellish vision haunting him. As he opened his eyes again, he had calmed himself. He would protect her, he would keep all evil from her.
"Yes love?"