At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
royal - no just regal IP: 92.11.72.49 Posted on December 29, 2012 at 12:05:02 PM by Amatus
“There are times you are afraid, times you are confused and times you feel uneasy. You feel alone, you start to cry and you stop to love. Don’t worry you still have me. Everything’s going to be all right.”
It was true that wolves thrive in packs; it is their home, their fate and fortune. A pack is most dependent on each other; they help each other through bad a time which is probably why nothing is more important than pack. Packs are family; which was why Amatus was so determined to get Yoki into a pack. He understood that if anything were to happen to him a pack would continue to take care of her. Anything could happen to him – heart failure, a serious injury and though Yoki was gaining some confidence she was still prone to making bad decisions. Something that was perhaps not entirely her fault – the past after all is a cruel and deceiving thing to many.
Settling down beside the girl, Amatus felt the weight of her head resting upon his back, rising with every intake of oxygen. They lay there for about 10 minutes, calming each other and gaining strength.
After a while the gentle female moved into a sitting position; her claws dug into the earth leaving small marks. Her bones still poked out but her fragile frame was surely beginning to get stronger and stronger. Amatus watched as her body moved each muscle fidgeting. He chuckled to himself before directing his gaze at the long-looked at ground.
It appeared that Yoki was not entirely sure of making decisions herself. Her scent gave of an agitated smell but still Amatus did not speak. She explained, roughly, that she was not at all used to making decisions herself, in fact she was used to her father doing it for her. Amatus could hear and feel the roughness of using that word. He did not question her hate but simply nodded.
Recalling his manners, Amatus took his posture and raised his head, making sure he was in a straight and regal (though many wolves would simply name it posh.) position. He was no snob but did like to look his best even in the company of friends. But he did not have to stay like this for a long time, for Yoki’s decision was to sleep. He himself was in no mood for sleeping.
“I am not particularly feeling in the correct mood to sleep, I cannot drift off, so I will leave you to your slumber.” Amatus replied, reaching down to lick once at the top of her forehead.
His limbs made their way over to the icy water and soon on top of the rock. The cool breeze settled his worries. Brown eyes scanned over the water to see the darkening sky. And what a view it was with a thin layer of clouds scattered around and about with colours of light oranges and pinks. There was one word Amatus could use to describe it: beautiful.
OOC: Eugh. :\ I'm sorry for my rubbish small posts. I don't have much muse right now but I felt I owe you a post.
