waltz for venus

[Warren Elliot]

[html]Don't kill him plz :p

i welcome the sun, the clouds and rain       It had been days since he finished restoring the old shack in the Eclipse, so the gray hybrid took to exploring the northern territory. Briefly he had visited the coast, gazing at the dark water as the sun hid behind clusters of clouds once again. He then slipped between the borders of the large pack and the human city (he was saving that trip for later) and headed into the enchanting forest just north of the two. Warren followed paths worn down by migrating prey until he came upon a lake whose waters were nearly the exact same shade as his eyes. He spent hours gazing at the water, reveling in its beauty. In the middle of the afternoon, as the day became a lull, he watched as the largest silver fish he had ever seen swam lazily up to the surface to nip at waterbugs; the ancient fish's fins sent ripples across the water as he drifted just below the air. Smiling, Warren wondered what that old fish would say if he could talk. Eventually he tore himself away from the place, deciding to press himself further north before nightfall, or rainfall.       As the soft, springy floor of the forest gave way to sand and stone, and the trees began to thin and then disappear completely, the wolf felt his desire to return to the lake intensify. Indeed, as the ground started to slope upwards and the rocks grew larger, Warren almost turned away from that dead place-- but not before something caught his eye. For a few moments the sun peaked timidly through the clouds, and the rays landed upon something white in the distance. Curious, for the thing gleamed brighter than anything else around it, the hybrid quickened his pace and directed his climbing (for the terrain had become rather difficult) to the spot further up. As he drew nearer, he noticed more of the bleached white objects, mounted on sticks. When he finally drew close enough to the things to discern them, he stopped short.       As if to ward off any and all, the skulls formed a perimeter around the base of the rocky hill, and even stretched further than Warren could see.

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