12-14-2008, 05:17 PM
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| http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/v ... ablebg.jpg);background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:top;"> Mew Sadira OMG HAI  DStopping dead in her tracks, two white ears flickered in the winter air, searching for the sound they thought they had heard. Could it be..? No, he had gone. He had left without notice, given her hope and thrown it away. He wasn't here, no-one in their right mind would come back like that. Not after how he hurt her. But the sound had not been as she remembered him, it was weak. It was calling for help. A rhythm of two feet hitting the ground in a sprint was all the femme heard, running to convince herself that there were no-one where she thought the sound had come from. But the closer she got, the stronger became that faint smell of male. It wasn't Haku, and it wasn't Slay. It was that smell which had shrouded her mind only twice, which she could not forget. She had tried, but it would not let go, and now, perhaps, it had returned. Trees flew past the white tilia's sidevision as she sprinted, and sure enough, there was a dark-ish figure lying upon the mix of snow and rain, not that far ahead. Her feet picked up their speed, even though she had already been running, and soon she was at his side. The smell of him was weak, as was his whole form, and all of her grudges and damaged emotions towards him was thrown away the second she realized his need. Quickly she had sat down, her two white hands picking up his head to cradle it in her lap, speaking his name. Lubomir.. what has happened? Are you allright?" |