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 22, 2012 at 01:50:55 AM by Misty
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I continue to wonder even as I stare in disbelief at the golden wolf before me. I wonder why he's here, if he's even here at all and not just a figment of my imagination. I wonder if he's back to take his place as Beta of Bright Moon again. It's not that I have anything against Ambrosia, the new Beta. It's more like I just like having him there. It makes Bright Moon seem more like home. I wonder if he'll continue wandering now. What place does he have here? And yet just thinking that he has nothing to keep him here in Blossom makes my heart hammer and my chest tighten in panic. I need him here. Surely he knows that Tamlin would never turn him away. I know that Rio wouldn't either but I haven't seen him around either. I wonder if he's too worried about any consequences that Tamlin might give him for leaving like that. Is he too ashamed? I start to wonder just who Raylen has in this world. I know he lost Soul and then he lost Satowra and now he must think he lost Tamlin and Rio as well. What a sad existance. He must feel so alone. Does he have any other friends? Family even? We've never covered that subject. I wonder if he knows how he was missed. Surely I haven't been the only one out on hopeless trips trying to track his scent. It reminds me sadly of the times I tried tracking Phonix after he disappeared. I tracked him for weeks before even having the idea of giving up. Of letting go. And then he wrecked all that by coming back to me, only to leave again without a trace. I only searched for a few days the second time. I guess by then, it was easier to let go. Not with Raylen. Raylen was like a life long mission for me. I was willing to put months, maybe even years into looking for him. Without him there to guide me, who am I? What am I? Where do I belong? He was my anchor at Bright Moon. I try to make friends without him but it's near impossible. Of course it doesn't help having most of the pack at Abendrot trying to get a kidnapped wolf back. There's no one there to befriend but the wolves at the border. I managed to meet a nice male wounded at the border but I know nothing about healing or helping in injuries so I'm about as good as a tree to him. I watch Raylen like a hawk, afraid if I look away for just one second, that he might disappear into the atmosphere. His eyes travel downward toward his paws and for an awful moment, I swear he looks about ready to give up, as if he can simply slip right off the cliffs and not care. My legs tremble, thinking about rushing to him to stop him. Relief floods me when he looks away, instead lying his head down on the snow but still he looks so lost. I notice the moment he catches my scent. His entire being freezes up much like the snow all around us. He doesn't look my way just yet, his eyes seeminly looking off into nowhere, his mind probably racing. I wonder if he misses me at all, if he even thought of me on his travels. I wonder if he wants to see me or if he'd rather I just leave right now instead of reminding him of better memories. Suddenly he grins, looking off toward the mountains instead of looking at me. I watch as his hackles bristle up a bit before finally he slowly turns his head and his bright blues lock onto my form. I see relief in his eyes and that's enough to bring a light smile to my own lips, even as my ears hesitantly prick toward him, still flickering uncertainly. My tail gives a weak wag, still not sure what this meeting will bring, only that I'm glad to see that he acknowledges me. There's hope that he's not a hallucination then. His eyes show so many emotions as he looks at me that for a moment I'm overwhelmed. I've gotten so used to seeing guarded gazes, neutral, unable to be read but there's no walls up in his gaze as he looks at me. He looks so vulnerable and I find myself melting inside. There's pain in his eyes but I'm sure there's hundreds of reasons for that. He seems to be thinking of something to say and so my ears stand at full attention, ready to drink in his words like I haven't drank in weeks. Finally he mumbles something in a low voice and my smile deepens a bit, eyes catching a little light and brightening up a bit at the words. I find my head nodding softly, slowly in agreement. It has been a while. Suddenly he looks away and a soft whine trembles on my lips. Why can't he look at me? Is it something I did? His next words catch me off guard a little. Won't hurt me? I'm assuming he means that he knows he hurt me when he left. My expression softens, my insides still melting with every kind word out of his mouth. My tail gives another slow wag. I know. I say softly. |
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- 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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