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.
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Posted on May 17, 2012 at 00:28:25 AM by .INCONDITE.
From a Broken Dream _______________________________ The cave is comfortable, as well as a good protection from the rain. I hate rain. The icky water seems to come right from the sky, completely spontaneous. I guess you could tell me where it comes from, but I still don’t like it. It seems to put a real downer on all occasions. Even the mice that share the cave with me are scared, chittering about and squealing as they realize a predator is in their home. Without caring much, I just look outside at the falling rain, at the damp earth that we wolves dare to call “home”. You know, why can’t everything be prefect? Why can’t there be no rain, no cold, no… flaws? Then I would be perfect, and I wouldn’t be so downright hated by everyone. And everything. Even fellow carnivores seem to flip their noses at me and huff, as if I’m some shell destined to hold nothing but maybe a crab? And even when I do hold that crab, it’s only for a few months. Then they outgrow me and move on. And being a small shell, there aren’t many so prepared to climb in and let me shelter them. Wow. So many crab analogies. Anyways, I’m looking out the cave entrance, right? And this wolf comes bounding over the edge, frolicking through the dirty water that’s falling from the clouds above. She looks… what… happy? It’s absurd! No one can love the rain! Well, now that I think about it, rain IS needed for things like flowers and stuff. Whatever. So this lass, she seems so happy and dandy, like life is just great for her. I can’t help but feel a little sorry for myself, that I can’t enjy anything as much as she can. Then I get the feeling she sees me. She kind of stops her little skipping around, and seems to stare right at me. I stare back. With bright, blue-green eyes, I am a dead giveaway, and she bounds over, joyous as the world can be. She is like, THE definition of “happiness”. She is troubled by nothing, and greets me wholly and with a huge smile spreading across her kissers. Geez. Can’t there be SOME misery in this girl’s life? Oh, wait. I’ve just entered it. She introduces herself as Kenina, then asks why I’m in the cave. Why wouldn’t I be in the cave? The rain. Is. Cold. As. Hell. I’m not going out there! I stay quiet though, because now her head is bobbing somewhere else and she’s humming/singing a song. A happy song. One that simply doesn’t “end”. It seems to go on forever in my mind, and eventually I find the song in my head, and see myself humming it as I walk along the edge of the cliff. Then I see myself falling off the edge for being so happy at the time. Ouch. After a few minutes of her senseless singing, she stops, obviously realizing that I haven’t answered any of her questions at all. Her yellow eyes, which, surprisingly, seem duller than mine, even though they shine brighter than mine ever will, are locked on my luminaries and her smile has widened and her pearly whites are gleaming. I have never. Seen anyone. So freaking happy. I decide to answer her now, considering she seems to be getting impatient, even though I’ve clearly told her with my eyes I don’t want company. At the same time, I’m deciding to be nicer than I usually am, and not snap at her and tell her to leave me to my business, like I usually will. No… Right now, I crawl out of my little hole and stretch out in the rain, letting her know that I’m not totally uncomfortable with the weather conditions. The cold liquid seems to stick to the very tips of my fur, and I shake it off, unhappy with the water for being so…. Well, wet. ”In fact, I’ve been hiding in there because I hate rain, to tell the absolute truth. It’s… uh… nice to meet you… Kenina.” I realllllly wanted to get out of there at that moment, but at the same time, I wanted to know what made this Kenina so bubbly and happy all the time. ”So… what makes you so la-dee-da happy today?” Word count: 718 _______________________________ Incondite Comes Broken Promises Incondite/Broken Brute/ Broken Heart/No life to call his own/ |
Replies:
- KISS ME ONCE, KISS ME TWICE, KISS ME ONCE AGAIN... - By Kenina May 18, 2012 at 06:22:36 AM
Broken dreams - By .INCONDITE. May 18, 2012 at 11:57:15 AM
A SMILE - By Kenina May 19, 2012 at 03:33:01 AM
Broken Promises - By .INCONDITE. May 19, 2012 at 01:45:26 PM
Patches, puzzles, clues... - By Kenina May 20, 2012 at 06:59:23 PM
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