raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Ah she'd been so excited as of late, all the visits with Pan, meetings set aside of course because who could concentraite on a meeting when all you wanted to do was be next to the golden boy. Still, she did not understand why she felt this way, stupid youth and it's means of confusing one's brain. Pan probably didn't have this problem, his mind worked so quickly as if he had a mini computer stored up in that skull cavity of his with so much memory base that you could fit the whole world in there if you wanted to. Yes, she'd gotten up extra early, gone and bathed before he'd even showed up at the den but had found bits of grass and dirt still attached to her honey brown coat. She wanted to be perfect every time she saw him, again she doesn't understand her need to be this way, but for some reason she wanted to look good.
"Comming Pan!" she said to his first comment and then spotted another stray bit of grass she'd used to cover the floor of her tiny den. Big enough for herself and one other smaller wolf, soon she'd find herself in the company of another but that wasn't for a while and she doesn't know this will happen. The joy of being a characters Fate is wonderful isn't it? Another few moments and his voice echo's into the tiny den once more and she gives a soft playful roll of her eyes, he's so eager beaver, yet so is she so she really shouldn't talk. Her body wiggles free of the den hole and she's in front of him just as he mentions Angels. "OMG ANGELS! YAYNESS!" she thinks to herself as she bolts to his side her butt glued to the ground even though it seems to take every imaginable muscle in her body to keep it there, her dark brown tail wiggles from side to side as she yips happily next to his dancing body. "Oh a camp out! oooh Selene I wanna go on a camp out! can we really Pan?" she is so excited she can't help but touch the underside of his muzzle with her own.
"I vote yes on this plan!" she says with excitement and turns to their former queens den absolutely unbelievable happy, she'd been waiting for this moment ever since she'd met Pan on the Outter Crater probably just as much as he was, and to get away from all the confusion of Sulan taking over the pack ment that Everchime could let her mind wander again and enjoy the sights and sounds "Are these the Angels you spoke of before Pan?" she asks eyeing a stray bit of grass near Pan's feet the looked dangerously close to getting on him, she wiggles but holds herself as still as possible, something about grass was getting on her mind lately, always wanting to make sure things where clean and presentable. Her will power faded though and she quickly reaches down and uproots it and with her pink tongue flicks it out away from them.
"talks like this"
Everchime
female - 2 yo - mate - imprint - devil dog - glorall