08-28-2012, 04:43 PM
Despite her midline rank and privilege of meeting visitors and potential members at the borders, Orin did not make a habit of answering to border calls, but today that would change. She had been uncaring when she first heard trace sounds resonating over the Court, sitting on the porch of her and Mars’ home and enjoying the sounds of the day. (For once she was sort of enjoying it, rather than sitting in silence and torturing herself over her recent loss. Perhaps her mood was lifting after all…) But as the howl grew stronger the perfect pitch of the singsong note was not lost on her, and deep down in the bit of Orin’s soul she knew there was only one woman who could produce such a velvety tone. “Sky…”
She was up and off the stoop, nothing but a streak of ivory across the yard and out onto the pathway that led away from the cluster of buildings. Sky had… disappeared. What was she doing here now… in Cour des Miracles of all places? Well, there was one explanation that made sense… Looking for me?
She soared over a knoll and once she reached the precipice and peered down ahead of her she spotted the sight of the dusty brown female sitting patiently at the borders. “Sky!” Her voice was befuddled with a mixture of confusion, surprise, and happiness. She kept running until she was almost on top of the lupus woman, and when she stopped her faded pink tail lashed unevenly in a half happy wag.
“What… why are… how did you… what are you doing here?” she couldn’t figure out what she wanted to say, and blurted out a mixed jumble of questions that at least still got across mostly what she meant. She hadn’t seen Sky in a long time, and there were several months where she had convinced herself that Taliesin had murdered her and her pups and hidden the evidence. She had seen the woman once since then, learning that Tal was not the reason for her disappearance, and then Sky had become yet another ghost… until now…
The Orin that stood before her was not the same one she likely remembered. Dragged through tragedy after tragedy, and barely a month past the death of two pups, Orin was disheveled, appeared older than her years, her eyes were tired and the once vibrant dye in her hair had faded to something of a pitiful resonance of what it once was.
(400+)
She was up and off the stoop, nothing but a streak of ivory across the yard and out onto the pathway that led away from the cluster of buildings. Sky had… disappeared. What was she doing here now… in Cour des Miracles of all places? Well, there was one explanation that made sense… Looking for me?
She soared over a knoll and once she reached the precipice and peered down ahead of her she spotted the sight of the dusty brown female sitting patiently at the borders. “Sky!” Her voice was befuddled with a mixture of confusion, surprise, and happiness. She kept running until she was almost on top of the lupus woman, and when she stopped her faded pink tail lashed unevenly in a half happy wag.
“What… why are… how did you… what are you doing here?” she couldn’t figure out what she wanted to say, and blurted out a mixed jumble of questions that at least still got across mostly what she meant. She hadn’t seen Sky in a long time, and there were several months where she had convinced herself that Taliesin had murdered her and her pups and hidden the evidence. She had seen the woman once since then, learning that Tal was not the reason for her disappearance, and then Sky had become yet another ghost… until now…
The Orin that stood before her was not the same one she likely remembered. Dragged through tragedy after tragedy, and barely a month past the death of two pups, Orin was disheveled, appeared older than her years, her eyes were tired and the once vibrant dye in her hair had faded to something of a pitiful resonance of what it once was.
(400+)