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.
IP: 75.90.61.117
Posted on November 28, 2011 at 03:57:58 AM by Misty
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I watch in shocked horror as Ray's eyes widen at my words, spoken before I really thought about what I was saying. I can guess that he hasn't been called that, or at least didn't expect to be called that by the likes of me. Not like I have a lot of room to talk. I watch his ears fold back to his scalp and he makes a few insulted noises before trying to stutter a response, all in failure. I, too, try to stutter my own apologies, soon winning out over his own hesitant voice. He next surprises me by bursting out into laughter at my apology, something I didn't expect at all. My ears flick back in surprise, eyes widening before they narrow in suspicion. I notice him moving a little closer and though I'm still on alert as always, I manage not to tense up this time. He offers his own words, telling me its okay and I can't help but smile softly and shake my head, voice soft. You're not an idiot, Raylen, or whimsical. Everyone's got their story. My eyes grow soft and thoughtful at the words he adds on, tilting my head to the side a little, ears flicking back in curiosity. So there was a love lost in his past. That explains the feeling of connection. Did she leave you too? I blurt out before I even think about it. Caught again like a cat's got my tongue. I duck my head, though not as long this time, for some reason wanting to see the emotions cross his eyes if any at all. Will I see the same as has gone across my own vision when I think about Phonix? Is the pain still as raw for him as it is for me, even months down the road? We sit there thoughtfully for a moment, the silence broken by another soft chuckle from his lips. He agrees with me softly, smirking a little. I note that he doesn't even try to answer my comment about following me but oddly enough, I don't mind if he did. I don't see Ray as the creepy stalker type, though looks can be deceiving. I should know that firsthand. I listen, ears pricked toward him as he takes a deep breath before replying to my next question as well. I nod in understanding, turning my own gaze back on the awe inspiring sight. I let the moment drag on, not feeling awkward in the silence but rather feeding from it, feeling more comfortable in Ray's presence. I smile gently at his next words. I turn my head slowly toward him. Sounds like Bright Moon. I've never run into wolves like you in other packs I've been in. They're usually so defensive and...not very open to things they don't understand. Not very patient either. I add on as an afterthought, thinking of Plague and other wolves who wouldn't try to understand me. They see me as withdrawn and so leave me to my fate. But not Raylen, he reached out and keeps reaching out. It's touching. |
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- let me hate you, let me break you - By raylen November 28, 2011 at 05:41:19 AM
heart is breaking, barely breathing - By Misty November 28, 2011 at 09:35:01 PM
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