The moon reflects softly on the water's surface and the ripples that flow show the presence of life. Tall reeds bend majestically, making the picture seem good and serene. Don't let it fool you.

Silent Notes
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Posted on January 4, 2009 at 02:23:43 PM by Anon

Sensative nares examined each breath for signs of company. So she knew he was approaching long before he arrived. She knew that scent anywhere. She had memorised it so as not to keep spooking at him. Harks went into overdrive, listening out for his direction of approach. She remained grazing. Ah, there his was. Peaks pinpointed the sound of his hoofbeats, growing closer and louder with each passing second. She looked up only when she could see his movement out of the corner of her cocolate liquids. A small smile was cast, but she could see a tired and worried expression on his features. Harks stood to attention as he asked her a question. She sighed. Why questions? How would she portray this answer? He looked so tired. He somehow appeared smaller than usual. Of course he still towered over her, but she was not used to seeing him without his lofty skull and arched boa. What worried him so? Of course, she could not ask all that she wanted to. Instead she settled for a reassuring smile. A small jesture with her skull signalled to the boarder. Fox was off exploring, and in truth Anon was glad to have some time away from her. She was still not entierly convinced the thing wasn' a demon. It has caused her so much pain...

Her expression now broke into a questrioning one, her dial tilted slightly to one side, so her ivory tresses fell sideways and concealed one wide orb. A couple of tentative strides took her to his side, and she reached up to give his shoulder a quick, gentle and comforthing nudge. She recoiled quickly, still unable to let anything into her personal space for long. Maybe that was one of the larger problems she had with being a mother. Babes spent their majority of their time glued to their dams side. Fortunatley Fox was a bright and inquisative creature. Very quikly she had picked up on her mothers unease. She was an independant little soul, and quite happy in her own company, exploring by herself. Anon was fairly certain that she knew this realm better than she did. She cast her worried gaze upwards to Lupus, hoping he would understand her akwardly portraid message.

The breeze slowly stroked the surface of the lagoon, causing small waves to ripple and lap at the banks. Her orbs turned to watch for a moment, drinking in the beauty of the water. She felt most at home by its edge. A thought occured to her, and a small blue light was allowed to filter through the veil of her alabaster ribbons. A cooling mist surrounded the pair, dulling the powerful rays of the sun and dampening her pelt. He looked so tired, hopefully this would refresh him a little, clean the dust from his pelt. It was the only think she could think of to help. She din't kinow what made him so tired and so concerned, but what else could she do? She could not ask what was wrong, so she just had to settle for showing her support in whatever way she could.

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• Howl to the Moon - By Lupus January 5, 2009 at 10:41:21 PM
  • Post coming[1/6/08] - By Circe.Coyote January 6, 2009 at 03:31:01 PM

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