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 30, 2012 at 02:01:04 AM by Misty
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Normal is a word I don't like to think about because I don't really have a definition for normal. Okay, so my childhood could be described as normal. My mother and father loved me and my siblings and they raised us just as everyone else was raised. My teenhood was normal. I met Hunter when we were very young and we had a crush on each other and then it turned into love and we became mates before we were even considered adults. My romance with Phonix was considered normal, I supposed except for all the leaving. We were best friends and hunted together, played at the falls together, you name it and then we became mates and then he left, came back, and left again. Since then, I don't know what I would call normal anymore. My home would be normal if it wasn't for all the pack members leaving all the time and Abendrot trying to steal members and the whole pack having to go and get her back. I considered it as close to normal as it was ever going to be when Raylen was there. When Raylen left, my world fell into disrepair all over again. Who knows if I will ever feel close to normal again. I wonder if he had planned on carrying all that grief around for the rest of his life. Did he ever tell anyone else of the pain behind those blue eyes? Did Rio know? Tamlin? Satowra? I don't think I'd ever have the guts to ask but you would think he could trust his closest friends with the secret of Soul and how she demolished his own soul. I never told anyone about Phonix because he was the one I told my secrets to. I told him about Hunter and I haven't told anyone before him. I kept it to myself but over the next few years, I healed and was able to be outgoing and flirty even with him. When Phonix left, I felt broken because my best friend was gone and I didn't have anyone else there to take his place. I never got close to too many wolves at all. I laid low in Andere Siete, never raising my head except to greet the occasional new comer. I never developed many friendships and so it was easier to leave and go find a new sanctuary when Selene took over. Finding Bright Moon was a coincidence but finding Raylen within, a wolf with who I could connect with on a level I never thought I could again with anyone...that was fate. It had to be. I wonder if he's thought of me nearly as much as I've thought of him. I can tell that he feels bad for leaving the moment he looks at me. Of course that doesn't tell me if he felt bad any while he was gone if he thought of me. Perhaps just seeing me reminded him that I was feeling close to him. I wonder if Rio will ever return to Bright Moon or if he's gone for good. I never got to know the wolf but I could tell him, Raylen, and Tamlin were tight, or at least used to be. They were probably the closest wolves to Satowra. I can tell that she hurt Raylen. I could see the betrayal and hurt in his eyes were he talked about her to me. She trusted her. I wonder if she knew about Soul. I hear that Rio and her were very close so maybe that's why he left, because he's given up thinking she'll ever return. What a sad world, full of those who leave. When I look at Raylen, it's like coming home. I can't help but feel lighter than air like I can fly when I see him. The world seems right again, a little bit closer to normal. I watch his tail start wagging as I reply and then he slowly gets to his feet. I'm already shivering but it's because of him, not because of the cold. My coat is more than thick enough to protect me from the cold. I'd forgotten how very tall he is. My eyes travel up his frame admirably, taking in the sleek muscle that looks as rippled as ever beneath his shiny golden coat. He's in good health. At least that's good. Then he speaks and instantly my ears prick at attention. I nod and start toward him with only a moment of hesitation. Once standing beside him, I take a moment to reach out and touch my nose very softly to his shoulder, breathing in his cologne as if to make sure he's really here. Satisfied, I breathe out in a light sigh and then take a seat as close to him as I can without touching in case he wants his space. His next words are a question which makes me bite my lip and look away thoughtfully for a moment since I've been lying low a lot more lately since he's been gone. Most of them are at the Abendrot pack right now. One of the wolves got stolen, a young female whose name is Anarrow, I believe. Tamlin took his new Beta Ambrosia and a few others to get her back. I think Venga went as well but she still comes to check on the borders every so often. I haven't seen Rio since the last pack meeting. Everyone else seems well. I look tentatively up at his face, wanting to read his expressions, wanting to memorize his handsome face just in case he leaves again. I know the polite thing is to ask how he's doing but anyone can see that he's not in the best health emotionally. Instead I look for another subject. How are you sleeping? You look tired. My voice is soft and concerned as I continue to watch his face curiously. |
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