I can develop my brooding [p]otential

Soran Aatte · 09-30-2012, 09:46 PM

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she's quiet when she's down
strangers from other towns

nowhere to be found
on this side of the scene

Private for my ~~Sexpot~~ Shannon-Noah face. Backdated to the 29th.
WC: 726

The night was slowly beginning to roll in, the sun hanging very low in the sky now; almost kissing the horizon, soon enough it would dip below it and the lands would be plunged into a cool twilight. To the East the sky was already fading to a deep blue, the first few stars beginning to emerge, twinkling pinpricks of light in the slowly darkening sky, a large, fat full moon clambering its way into the sky. To the West, where the sun was making its lazy decent to allow the night to come, was rather spectacular, it was fading to all sorts of hues of pink and yellow as the sun sank lower and lower in the sky. The air was cool but not cold, somehow it seemed that mother nature had made the day pleasant, somehow by way of an apology for the hurricane which had ripped through the lands so very recently. The animals which had fled and gone into hiding seemed to be returning slowly, birds were singing as the sun sank in the sky. There were very slight rustlings in the remaining undergrowth and the new piles of leaves that Autumn had created. The trees themselves, the ones that had survived the horrendous storm, were looking more gnarled than usual, the absence of their leaves showing how twisted their trunks and branches were, the remaining leaves upon them were now golden and russet, many were falling, more and more as the days went by. One fell and swirled, caught in a gentle breeze, twisting this way and that, dancing itself to the ground.

Soran lay flat on her back, staring up at the sky, she watched the falling leaf by moving her eyes, there was much that she had to think on, the leaf serving as nothing more than a temporary distraction. The sable female had met her new Gamma this day, she was unsure what to think of him, he seemed to be confused by her, it might have just been his quiet, stoic nature, but somehow she felt that the male had been judging her for leaving the pack simply to exact her personal revenge, perhaps she had been too hasty, but she had been unable to stop herself. She wondered if she would ever be able to make up leaving the lands to him in his eyes, if the pack would ever accept her as being a friend and an ally once again, she had only seen Zalen and Tharin so far though, perhaps the others would be more pleased to see their former Betess. The most pressing issue on her mind was Deuce though, where on earth was the pale female? had she left the lands because Soran had? She hoped more than anything that her pale lover had not thought that she was no longer wanted, surely after all this time the snowy pelted female would know that Soran loved her helplessly, hopelessly and always. This was the truth, Soran had never stopped loving her, when they had first become mates all that time ago, on a night like tonight, basking beneath stars thick as paint in the sky in Syemv, their first home; since that moment the alabaster female had held the ebony female's heart, Soran had never had it back, indeed she had never wanted it back, Deuce was her forever, she was her always. The ebony female gave a heavy sigh, rolling onto her front, resting her weary head beneath her front paws. Green eyes scanned the land, somehow hoping that the female would suddenly appear, for a moment movement in the corner of the ebony female's eye made her snap her head to follow the motion; alas just another falling leaf. What was she going to do? She needed Deuce and she needed the pack to trust her, what could she do to make both these things happen? The sable female gave yet another sigh and rolled back onto her back, tail laying listlessly between her hind legs, she had nothing to wag it for at the moment. There had to be something that she could do, there had to be, the sable female had never been someone to allow small setbacks to crush her spirit, but now she needed help, something that could spark an idea of what to do next.

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