At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing.
Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
...A wag of my tail and you're under my spell... IP: 92.14.16.190 Posted on March 31, 2012 at 01:55:40 PM by Amatus
”Nearly everybody gets twitter pated in the springtime. For example, you're walking along minding your own business, you're looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of the sudden, you run smack into a pretty face. WHOO-WHOO! You begin to get weak in the knees, your head's in a whirl! And then you feel light as feather, and before you know it you're walking on air! And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop! And you completely lose your head!”
It is no surprise that I have ended up alone, to be honest, it is partly my fault; leaving my pack for good, I mean, who soul leaves their future throne to their brother, not many I imagine. However, I do know that he will accept me back into his home if I ever do return. I did give it to him after all and if he is not grateful to that then… stuff him. I have managed since then and I will manage until I’m six feet under. Someday, I will join a pack in Blossom Forest, perhaps scar someone’s heart with my love (not literally.) and earn myself a mate… And then, where do we go from there? Pups, little baby Amatus’ running around the place. Could you imagine that? My own family, pups to watch when they grow up, finding their own paws and catching the air with their wings. I want to feel that pride, that sensation when their puppy eyes open up and realise that I am their father. It’s such an exciting feeling, even if it may be long into the future; I can feel that ecstatic feeling when their little craniums reaching up to receive a lick from my future and unknown mate. Ah; I dreamt about it since I was a pup myself.
My orbs settle down on the water; a brute stares at me. I believe the tailless people have been known to call these weird ‘stare-wolves’ reflections. Apparently they are yourself, a way to check out your appearance. But, who would believe such a stupid thing? They are obviously in another world, living the exact same life as me. But I have to confess it is a great way about checking yourself out, making sure you haven’t got any blood-covered fur, making sure your fit for the ladies. Not that I do that but I do know that some wolves do this kind of thing. I’m not sure why though; it seems a bit self-centred and well... Downright vain. I am not vain; I don’t really give a darn if I look scruffy or have bed fur. Life is too short to worry about looks; although I do attempt to groom myself. I’m not disgusting or gruesome; I like to look friendly and not a rogue wolf who doesn’t give a damn about anything. At least I hope I don’t look like that to strangers – no – I’m sure I do not. Otherwise that fatale behind me would be running by now…
Realising I have laid down out of the blue whilst her orbs have settled I let out an awkward chuckle. My appendages suddenly spring to action as my physique rises with a single bounce. My muzzle curves round and my gingery amber gazers settle on the huntress. I stare at her for a moment, taking in her scent and appearances. I’m not sure how to begin; I know nothing of this doe, I do not know her patience or anything about her. But I can’t just stare at her like a dog starting at delicious food. My voice suddenly breaks into lyrics.
“Excuse my staring, miss. I am Amatus and you? I know you’re just like a stranger ‘n’ all but I’m always open to making new buds. Not that I know you want to be my friend but if you don’t mind my chatter box personality and jumpiness then, well that’s for you to decide!” My high lyrics ring out. Okay, so that wasn’t probably the best way to introduce myself; it wasn’t very formal was it? A bit rushed and full of ecstatic energy. I hope she is not one of those lass’ who a very strict and a ‘no-nonsense’ wolf. What a boring life for her if she is.
I have to confess she is attractive but I’m not drooling over her. I’m not even taken in by her beauty, she looks pretty but that is that. My mother was pretty but I wasn’t in love with her. (Plus, that would be rather strange.) So, anyway, do not like her in that way. She has not even replied to my words. So why should I even be her friend yet? I don’t even know if she’s friendly yet alone patient.
“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together... there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you
believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart... I’ll always be with you.”
