leave me lonely

[Firefly Sadira]

ooc: sorry this is a bad start.. will make better as we go along

The woman had left the pack lands for some solitude. She had little reason to hang around the borders when the leaders were perfectly capable of doing it themselves. There was little emotion behind her choice of venturing out except needing a little air to breath. The pack was growing in leaps and bounds and she found herself surrounded at every turn, a trip beyond their realms sounded perfect to her.

Firefly stood outside the walls of the old castle and stared up at the forlorn building, wondering why she'd never happened upon it before now. She moved towards the entryway of the abandoned place as she began to examine the strange way about this thing. Firefly had never really understood the point of having a home so large you could get lost in it but it didn't give her an excuse for how long she was gone from the pack. She flipped her lush curls over her shoulder as she finally gave up on the exterior and began to pad through the archway to the castle beyond.

[Larkspur D'Angelo]

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    After his failed and miserable attempt to court the coyote girl, Larkspur had asked Misery for more advice. She had explained things in the curious way she did—speaking about devotion, and her own love for Damian. He understood that love was eternal, maddening, and that two souls connected forever. She still spoke to her dead king, and Lark did not find this peculiar at all. Most of the Khalif spoke to the dead. Most of the Khalif were mad, too, but that went without saying.
    He had seen her, a cinnamon colored woman with red hair, and been infatuated. Red fur was still incredibly new to him, and he found it fascinating. So he followed her, a black and bleached colored man with peculiar white brands all along his arms. He was not entirely disheveled, but he looked a bit worn for wear. The ride had been a fast one, the sort he took to remind himself of how free he now was.

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[Firefly Sadira]

Normally the woman would have caught the sound of the approaching paws but she'd been preoccupied with the strange architecture of the building. Firefly had seen stone buildings before but never one so massive and seemingly crude but strong. She had been running her nails across the smooth surface, surprised, having thought that the stone would have been slightly rough but years of hands prior had oiled it like a well worked machine. Her eyes cast up to the splash of sunlight that sparkled down from the narrow but heighty windows above. She smiled at the flit of wings as a mourning dove took off through the opening, leaving a misting of dust, much like the soft fall of the first snow.

She shook her head as the dust settled, appalled that she was letting such whimsical thoughts filter through her brain. She really was letting all this wishy-washy hormonal thoughts go to her head. Sighing softly she moved down the hall and into a large room by the looks of it a ball or dinner hall, she couldn't really tell since the place had obviously been ransacked for whatever goods might be left. Running her fingers through the remnants of an old curtain that was falling to pieces she paused, feeling like she was being watched.

Firefly slowly turned her head, catching nothing but shadows and the motes of dust flickering in the air. She just shrugged it off for the moment, figuring that one of her packmates was coming to collect her for some task or another. It would figure the first time she sets foot outside the lands someone wants or needs something. If they really wanted me they wouldn't be lurking in the shadows. she thought before moving around the giant archways in the room. She didn't care if they lurked in the shadows or followed her about as long as they didn't interfere with her ramblings or if they did they'd better be prepared to entertain.