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: 75.89.19.135
Posted on May 14, 2012 at 07:31:43 PM by Misty
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Raylen's parting did not go missed. Not by me anyway. I didn't want to seem too attached so I spent the days lying low as usual, being friendly with any pack members I happen to meet but otherwise being my usual quiet self. When the sun went down and the onslaught of nightmares kept me up anyway though, that's when I took to the borders, hungrily drinking in what remained of his cologne so I could track him down. Raylen. If I didn't want to seem corny, I would call him my guardian angel. It's not like he saved my life literally, but he certainly saved a part of me just by being here. Just by understanding the hurt that I was going through. I've been all over Blossom and in other lands. I've wandered through Moladian but never found what I was looking for so I left. I went to the land of Courage and found a pack and friends but nothing to stop the pain in my heart. I even went to Soli Pa Solim and again, nothing. Blossom keeps calling me back and so I haven't left. I know that Raylen has something to do with this, even with him absent now too. We only had a few brief moments to talk one on one but that's all it took to ground me again to this earth, to remind me that there's more to live for than just nightmares of the lovers I've lost. Hunter and Phonix. My nightmare wanderers, the one who used to protect me unconditionally who now make my life a living hell without doing anything. Thye invade my memories, bring back the wonderful, the blissful moments we had together and then take it all away when they left, leaving me with a snarling face trying to rip my throat apart before I wake with a yelp. My skin is always sticky with sweat and I can't stop panting long enough to really catch my breath. For a while I was saved from those nightmares, saved by a golden wolf named Raylen. He was a close friend to me and possibly more but I wasn't willing to go into that aspect yet, not just yet. I know he wasn't either so it worked out great for both of us. Just needing someone to talk to, someone to understand. Bright Moon became my home because of the that same golden wolf who met me at the border. I might have wandered away from the lands had he not anchored me down with his bright smile and his lively blue eyes. And then he up and left like there was nothing left for him. Even then I can't be angry with him. I can't blame him for anything. I can't even feel betrayed. How long ago was it that I wandered from place to place simply because it was too painful to stay for too long. Too many things to remind me, always things to remind me that I am alone in this world. Raylen had the same loss. How painful it must have been when Satowra returned him after abandoning him and his home. How painful it must be now to be away from the ones he called brothers, Tamlin and Rio. I wonder if they miss him like I do. I wonder if Raylen will ever return to Bright Moon or if he'll remain a lone wanderer now. My heart grows cold at the thought. I wonder what he looks like now. Is he still the youthful looking wolf I remember? I know he would get a sad look in his eyes at times that made him look so much older. Is that look more predominant now? I can only hope not. I can only hope that he finds that spark of life again. If only he had found that when he was here with me. I find my paws are wandering toward Rainbow Cliff and while it holds painful memories as well, I find no time to stop my paws from traveling the same path I've wandered a few other times. I came here a few times with Phonix, back when we were just best friends and we played on the cliffs all day, taunting each other to jump across the gaps and then watching the rainbow rise over the peak as we leaned into each ohter, trying to catch our breath. I came here again with Raylen, even when the pain grabbed ahold of my heart and wouldn't let go, reminding me of the times before. And yet Raylen had a way of making me forget the pain and embrace the good parts. We watched the rainbow rise and just talked and that's all it took to make me forget, if only for a moment or two just how dead I feel inside. Soon enough I find my place at the foot of the cliff, golden eyes looking up at the peak above. I take a deep breath, inhaling the cold thick air that assaults my throat. But then my nostrils twitch and my ears prick and my whole body freezes. Wait, that smell. I put my nose to the ground, trailing along the soft edges of a paw track, knowing it's more recent than I ever could have hoped for. Raylen. I lift my head, looking down the trail along the foot of the cliff that we took before that day. The tracks lead along it perfectly and so without hesitation, I find myself wandering down it once more as well. Soon enough the path leads to cliffs that form almost a perfect staircase and the paw marks are more hesitant but definitely there in the shallow snow on some of the rocks that lead up. Catching my breath, I swallow my determination and jump to the first rock, turning to delicately maneuver to the next step up and then the next. On and on I go until I reach the rocky path with icicles dripping off the sides. Stopping to catch my breath a little, I find that I can only take shallow breaths. Hesitant, I glance back over the ledge toward the ground, wondering how long it's been since I've actually been up here. Hopefully my lungs can take it. Then I notice the paw prints leading on up and my resolve strengthens as I start forward once more, following the narrow path. As I round the corner of a large rock in the way, I see where the trail leads and my breath clams up in my throat. There lies the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. A golden wolf with a thick winter coat and the bluest eyes I've ever seen lies in the path ahead, his paws dangling over the edge. I can barely see the touches of frost on his lashes as he looks over the ledge with as a deep a breath as he can muster. Exhaustion haunts his eyes, making him look old again and my heart stops in my chest. Oh Raylen, what have you been through? I take slow steps forward, sure that at any moment, he's going to pick up on my scent and turn to look at me. What will he see? A wolf here to agitate him or a friend? My tail droops meekly behind me and I lower my head, ears folding back in uncertainty, my brain unable to think of any words to say to him in greeting so instead I just wait. As if going along with my thoughts, right about then, my paw steps on a twig hidden under the shallow snow, snapping it and I freeze instantly, the noise making an echo in the rocks all around. My eyes stay trained on the golden boy before me. |
Replies:
- WHEN I WAS LOST AND YOU LET ME IN; - By raylen May 19, 2012 at 02:27:50 AM
heart is breaking, barely breathing - By Misty May 22, 2012 at 01:50:55 AM
WHEN I WAS LOST AND YOU LET ME IN; - By raylen May 22, 2012 at 05:18:13 AM
heart is breaking, barely breathing - By Misty May 30, 2012 at 02:01:04 AM
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