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.
KISS ME ONCE, KISS ME TWICE, KISS ME ONCE AGAIN... IP: 92.11.78.149 Posted on May 18, 2012 at 06:22:36 AM by Kenina
The brute seems confused, twisted even; hasn’t he seen happiness before? Has he not met the gentle and contented soul of paradise; paradise of glee? Blissful and harmonious peace. There is nothing more perfect, nothing more wonderful than beatitude feeling. I wish I could feel it forever, though I realise that my life shall not always be the perfect and envious to other wolves; bad days will tumble in gradually, and it will get me down unlike now – now I happy, and glad that finally I have some company who doesn’t seem rude like Njord. To be honest; I am not even slightly shocked that this solider is a bit surprised that I’m happy, this world holds so many failures and bad mannered wolves, but it’s not all sappy things like that; there is assaults, deaths, terrible things… But in the end all of them have a rainbow. Like now; after it has rained, the world will not be left miserable completely – rays of multi coloured beams will light up the cloudy sea above lighting it with happiness and hope. Oh how I yearn for it to come now; I adore a good rainbow; at least that’s what I think it is called. It’s a nice title for it so I will stick with it.
As I hum a song, the lad seems to fade off into thoughts – I am not a hundred per cent sure about the thoughts going around his mind; it might be something serious or perhaps the solider is just day dreaming? I do indeed hope he is not troubled – I hope he is just day dreaming. I would hate for anyone to even be the slightest upset or in doubt. But as I finish, he soon pops out of his dream of the day and stare at me. His oceanic orbs stare right at me and I find it makes me slightly uncomfortable but I’m not going to disappear off anywhere. The lad hasn’t even answered my questions for Tor’s sake! But after not long, he perks up and answers my demanding ears – in fact the boy crawls right out of that depressing hole inhabited by mice (who, however hard they attempt are still incredibly noisy) and speaks. The rain still pelted down onto my coat, and I loved it! My swan like neck turned up, pointing towards a sea; the biggest sea of then all that never ends. A sea with multi-colours. Beautiful. Beautiful sky! Why does no one like it? Or rather, no wolves. I do; the birds do, flying creatures do, but why no one else?
“Hate the rain?” I exclaim, my lyrics stretching out with so much enthusiasm that if I had been any one else I would have fallen over. “I love the rain! It helps create such wonderful things; flowers, trees… It feels the lakes, rivers, streams. Of course, I love the sunshine too; that has a big impact on life as well. Just let yourself go – don’t worry about getting muddy, you can wash later. Don’t worry about getting judged – they’re just jealous. Enjoy life, even when everyone is hating you, because there will always be that one wolf who sees inside.” I add, and then go on to say; “I’m sorry, I go on a bit, don’t I? I shall shut up now.”
While a grin dominates my kissers, my whole body started a long wiggle, beads of see through drops splattered around. Spraying everywhere off of my pearl fur. Secretly, I am hoping to catch a few drops onto him. After a short moment, I resume my position – bristles of fur stick out, which probably makes me look like a crazed canine ready to devour a body in a matter of seconds. My honey spheres look at him, stare at him; this brute probably thinks I’m a pup. But why not enjoy life? After a few moments I finally decide to answer his question,”So… what makes you so la-dee-da happy today?” It is a strange question but nevertheless I keep my cranium high as I think of an answer.
“Why not?” I simply say and then go on to add, “Life is just too short, solider.”
Around me life sways for a moment, rumbles of scattering, sheltering birds rush into the welcoming trees. Only then do I finally decide to take a better look at the wolf. He was quite slim with long lanky legs, reds dominated some parts of his body, but greyish colours, browns also dominated the body. Some fought each other; mixing in to a murky grey or a reddish brown. But I mostly like his eyes, blue and green eyes. I can see him properly now that he’s out into the open. “I like your eyes.” I tell him, I do, and as much as it might have sounded like a flirt; it wasn’t. I don’t do flirting, especially to someone I don’t even know the name of!
“So, what’s your title then? I’ve told you mine; Kenina.”
My body is white and seems even whiter compared to the dark colours romping his pelt. I also feel stronger looking at his lanky legs; mine a long and lithe with a frame slim – but he seems shy and it makes me feel powerful. Although, his eyes are truly better than mine. I shift my body over to the cliff edge and peer down. It’s a long way down. In one moment I flop onto the ground because it feels ever so slightly safer. I do not budge from where I am now because I know I shall die if I do. “Wow. Now that is high, core imagine falling off that! You splatter into a million pieces!” I mumble unaware if the brute can hear me. My body lifts, shuffling backwards before jumping into a small puddle. There is not much of a splash and so I follow on to a different one. And it went flying! A perfect puddle for a bit of jumping.