Nymeria |
None
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Kalseru |
Vortigern |
None |
Moonfeather
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None |
None |
Yuki |
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None
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Viserion, Myrcella
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Eldrax
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Rhaegal, Tychon, Alagai, Paxton, Visenya
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Drogon, Icarus
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Greywind, Rhaenys, Arthfael
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Bastille, Samus
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Dandelion, Semele
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Daenerys, Sleekwing, Tyrion
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Mêlée, AshitakaEmer, Bran, Jabari, Vaella, Cadeyrn, Berwyn, Nerys, Jubilee, Ashur, Reine, Icarus, Kricket, Navarre, Leilani, Jakuta
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None
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Vhagar
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Diveen
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None
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None
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MoonGlow, Alcide, Sorcha, Fjallraven,
Pan, Grayson, Ravenna, Niviaq |
When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives.
- - Nymeria
❥ Pregnant | ^ Pending Promotion | ✘ Stolen | Away
IP: 12.231.36.2
Posted on April 21, 2013 at 04:42:52 AM by Camelot
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The moment I step into view, the stranger's face saddens further. My heart falters, stumbling a bit on its beats as I inhale the fragrance of Diveen and older more faded scents of Belinda. She is distressed about something and I'm fearful of what it could be. I have a feeling of dread creeping up on me, something hinting that its Belinda. Something's happened and I want to know but at the same time, I don't want to think of her as dead. Intelligent, beautiful Belinda, no, she can't be. She gets to her paws and I study her figure. She's pretty but this deep sadness weighs down her body. I know I've never seen her before. She asks a dreaded question, bringing up the name I knew she would utter and my heart seems to stop in my chest. I close my eyes briefly, recalling that day that we tossed around a rabbit carcass before finally hiding it in a hole so the crows couldn't get to it. I remember Belinda laughed and said they should have to work for their food. That was the day I met her. It was the first time I'd laughed in a long time. I open my eyes slowly, reluctantly, not wanting to come back from such a good memory. Swallowing, I speak carefully. We're close friends. I've known her for years, since before the return. I'm sure she'll know I mean the return to Moladian. I speak the truth, we were good friends, though its more complex than just that. She was on the brink of being the one. I was attracted to her, to her smile, her laugh, her sunny personality. She was a breath of fresh air after everything I've been through in Moladian. And then I found Laila and my world got turned over on its head. I gave up Belinda for her sake. She deserved to have someone who could give her everything and I was no longer physically able to do that. My soul belongs to another and now my heart. I didn't get to tell her but I think she knew somehow. We saw each other only once since I made my decision and still I never got the chance to bring it up. I didn't want to ruin her happy mood. She always seemed so carefree, so happy. This wolf is watching my eyes, studying me, probably looking for my reaction to see what she's going to see but I'm barely holding myself together here. And then she says it, says the dreaded words. Death. Belinda was on her death bed, asking for me. It hits me right where it hurts, my chest tightening and I swear at first I'm having a heart attack. I jolt back as if she launched herself at me, eyes widening, panic and distress taking over my features as my tail tucks. My stance widens, legs shaking a little as I struggle to hold myself up. Belinda, Belinda, precious Belinda. My world darkens and I struggle to breathe. All I can think about is Belinda and Laila. Laila, my lovely Laila, the one I chose to be with because it's easy to give her everything. She already had my soul and she's enticed my heart just as easy with her shy withdrawals and her bravery after so many let downs in life. I can relate to her and more importantly, I can protect her now. I know it without a doubt. I know I can do anything I put my mind to when it comes to her because I can connect to her on levels no one else can. I couldn't do that for Belinda and in this, I have failed her. I watch the tear fall slowly from Brooke's eye, strangely mezmerized by the wet trail it makes down her cheek. She takes a step toward me and I stiffen automatically. I have not forgotten the fearful wolf I was not so long ago, before Laila and Belinda came into my life. Belinda taught me to look more optimistically at the world and Laila taught me that I can be strong. I can stand up for myself because I can stand up for her. My eyes are wary but more so, they are still in shock. My whole body is in shock and I stand on shuddering legs, unable to speak, unable to breathe. Finally I inhale sharply, dragging breath down my throat painfully. I...I....Thank you. Thank you for telling me. I choke out the last words, looking down at the ground. |
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