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.
IP: 70.245.189.177
Posted on April 2, 2013 at 01:46:33 AM by Carressa
I had already closed my eyes for a short time when a bark stood me straight, a short sound followed like someone dropping something. I still hadn't opened my eyes but when I did the appearance of a long lanky figure stood before me with a small creature underneath his forepaws covered with the shadow of his frame. The scent of his ebony pelt revealed of his gender. I took a moment to catch my breath from fear the brute brought to my body, wizening in and out with short heavy breaths I felt as though I was hyperventilating. After the moment passed I gazed at him with soft hazelnuts blanketed with a milk chocolate glaze. The moon rested at the edge of the earth half below the ground, illuminating everything formerly scorched by the suns hot flames in a cool azure finish. My lyrics flowed like silk on a monarchs wings, "Are you gonna just stand there? Come sit." I sat down myself curling my tail beside me, on the emerald grama much like the blue in Spain. I circled the spot where I thought I would most comfortable for myself, leaving a space near for the guest who had appeared out the shadows without a signal of any warning. But there’s something about a brute at the crack ass of dawn that just gets to a faya, "You have to give a girl a warning before you do that again." Sharing is caring, right? So I decided to share a helpful article for peace of mind. There was something about his bark that sounded so familiar but I have never met this brute in my life such an odd thing. It was almost like déjà vu, like I had already heard the bard or had been waiting for it all night. The fact that I had no idea who the male was hadn't occurred to me a few minutes ago when I asked him to sit, if mothers always tell their children not to talk to strangers how come it’s so normal now. I surveyed him with all attentiveness from his banner up to his bridgework, muscular hind legs defined the posterior end, his carcass was lean and thin but that’s how most are today. No one wants to have a thick silhouette standing beside them compressed to the ground when the sun is high and mighty. I compared myself to the brute, his milky coat to my russet pelt, Spanish heritage to the American we are nothing alike. That hasn’t stopped anyone before look at the humans; they come in many different colors and from many different places, but still share each of the others company. Why would we be any different? The warm night breeze blew across the plain below slowly bringing the scent of budding trees and spring flowers up the cliffs. The occasional owl hoot warned small rodents of their presence, while letting others know where they are and who. Bats swarmed in the sky snatching mosquitos and swooping down to eat early peaches and rotten apples. A few stray clouds spotted the sky as they drifted from place to place with the winds. The whole scene made me want to run through all the things that are happing and forget about them, so I can wade into the tall spring up-sprouts. If that was only how it worked, others just don’t know how the hell to drop anything only to pick it up and toss it. Stars peppered the sky surrounded the moon like thousands of pups with one mother, just one could never feed that many even if others helped. Other wolves off in the distance could be heard howling there were groups of more than one and there were others doing a solo, for a mate or a friend or just to let the world know where they are and how the hold themselves up on four paws with the occasional three. Maybe if I howled he would join in with me and we could have a duo, I didn’t want to seem like I was trying to hard or like trying to impress the brute just a wakeup call for all of Blossom Forest. I took a chance, gathered up some courage lifted my head up high to take roll of the smells. I shaped my lips in the shape of a circle, with a deep inhale I exhaled heavily in the sound of a charming but sophisticated howl. Howling to all the stars in far off places above us, as well as to all the wolves in Blossom the clouds on their rotary strings, mainly for the brute setting next to me. Word Count: 785 OOC I know it’s not very long but I didn’t have very much muse to write with all the stuff that’s actually happening. |
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