At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing. Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
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Posted on April 25, 2013 at 03:35:09 PM by Terrel
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‘Terrel, I know you are sorry... I can see it in your eyes, and I appreciate your apology but, this is going to need a lot more than sorry. You hurt me deeply and not to mention insulted Henadin.’ Terrel’s expression possessed the appearance of desperation. Henadin had insulted him! What was he supposed to do? Stand back like a sculpture? No movement and no feelings… His maw constricted with sorrow. Why was everyone so ignorant? His lobes revolved – but only faintly as he felt no willingness with this conversation – to hear her succeeding words. ‘I know this is a lot to take in and I could have maybe gone about it in a more gentle way but you need to listen to what I have to say.’ “Mm,” Terrel murmured impatiently. ‘I met Henadin only a short while ago, I know, but it was like love at first sight. I have gotten to know him a lot more over the past couple of days and to be honest he make me extremely happy. I don’t know what went on in your past to make you hate males this much, but I promise you, I will never, ever let anything happen to you. I love you so much and if you are too blinded by hatred to see it then, I have done all I can.’ Terre’s anxiety fell into the class of anger. Didn’t she understand? So he was right; no one understood… “No!” He exclaimed, shaking his head frantically. “You don’t understand – I can take care of myself… I’m fully grown and I’m not the stupid pup you found bundled by the water! It’s you I’m worried about… What if he’s manipulative, or perhaps possessive or even if it’s none of those…? I know you’re bound to have a litter which is…” he paused, thinking of a word. “Fine… But you have to birth them and not all births go smoothly… mother.” His stressful lyrics rounded to a measured halt and he felt his breathing rapider than ordinarily. He felt distressed and dizzy; his breathing pattern was unusually fast. Terrel’s eyes flashed upwards into the direction of his mother. “My bearer was trapped exactly the same as you and she was pressured by family to give him up. She ignored him and you know what happened? Death, death happened. Pain and torture happened.” Terrel whimpered – why did he feel so sick? A small whine escaped his maw and he slid down to the ground in effort to calm himself. But the thought of losing his mother sickened him. “If you refuse my warnings then there is nothing I can do, if it makes you happy I will sit back and watch you but just do not expect me to bond with him. Tolerating I can do…” He gasped, closing his eyes desperately. It hurt, pain flickering through him like a small open flame blossoming into a full on fire… His head pounded with each breath. Oh it hurt so much, so much. “Mother, I don’t feel well.” He muttered. What Terrel did not know, was that prior to his earlier days of youth he had inherited many health problems – one of which was stress. It was his sickly background from his mother that caused this, not to mention the lack of food he had. Terrel had never felt like this before – or so he thought – as a pup he had once resumed his problem. It had happened when his siblings were being crushed beneath the weight of his father. But he had not felt like this for many years – he had never had the reason to. Channing was everything to him. If she was harmed in anyway then, my readers, I predict an earthquake… Terrel | Pupless | Loveless | Saw Tooth - Omega | Young Adult | Male {Word Count: 841} { OOC: Sorry for the wait. } 'revolutionaries wait for my head on a silver plate just a puppet on a lonely string oh who would ever want to be king?' |
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