Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
Rock of Ages, Steady my Hand {O} IP: 24.237.232.65 Posted on October 13, 2011 at 05:37:27 PM by Ziiyannah
Daemon looked around. He had left his companion to wander the lands, coming on his own to explore, and perhaps find love. "Hmm..." His deep voice rumbled in the night, a welcoming, comforting sound. He sat down, tired from his journeying. Wondering what to do now, the King looked to the stars, seeing the constellations. "Draco... Do you listen to my pleas when I cry out for mercy? And Drake, as well? And Bowin? You must, for I could not have survived this long otherwise." He sighed deeply. "My friends... I miss you much." His deep voice trailed off in sorrow, his deep black pelt and glittering blue eyes hid him into the shadows. He missed his ghostly blood-red companion, the Queen Kitsaiyanna. He knew though, that she enjoyed being alone most times and that she would find him wherever he would travel, when she wanted him. Her howl would travel to him through the winds, and the winds would carry her sweet scent to him. He breathed deeply as wind passed by, but he knew he would not hear her sweet song in the wind-- she would not call for him this early in their department. The large King looked around before getting up and going toward the cliff under the rainbow. He watched the skies, his lanterns reflecting the stars and beauty of the night. His maw opened as if to speak, but instead, he raised his crown to the sky and howled-- a song of loneliness and misery... but more than anything, beauty and desire to have a home. His vocals carried wide across the lands, a call to any who felt the same, who would listen. He ended his song some moments later, and laid down, cranium on his fronts and his hinds gathered beneath him. The King's orbs looked to the sky again-- the only place he found comfort nowadays. He stared at the stars as he waited to see if any would come, a silent prayer going out to his dead friends. "Draco.... Bowin.... Drake.... Hear me now in this dark hour.... Come to me and guide my pawsteps, for I haven't the strength anymore to go, nor would I know where to traverse if I had the strength left." He sighed, closing his crystalline eyes, warmth filling him, acceptance and comfort and love... all the emotions he and Kita had lost when the group's main leaders had died. He waited... For what, he didn't know. Replies: