The itsy bitsy spider crawled up the water spout
Down came the rain, and washed the spider out.
The apparition reacted, it’s hackles rising as she stalked closer, lips curled back as her eyes swirled in confusion. If one was to look deeper they would discover that fear, pain, and anger also reside within those amber eyes of hers. Her web twitches, she knows something is there, that it is solid and moving toward her just as steadily as she nears it but it cannot be. Can it? It is then that their eye meet and it is like the world is spinning off it’s axis, her heart pounding within her chest, breath hitched and slightly wheezing. “Oh My!” She whispers as she begins to waver on her paws, body swaying and suddenly it seems as if the ground reaches for her. It is then that he is upon her, his large form enveloping her and giving her a solid steady form for support.
His head nuzzles into the top of her ruff as she buries her snout into his chest, her breath stirring the ivory and ebony hairs. She begins to speak again, yet his warm breath stops her, shushing her and amazingly she complies. This is different than the love Atreyu bestowed upon her. This feeling that fills her and threatens to overtake her senses. She senses joy, relief, and still fear. This is unknown to her and fear causes her web to shake all the more. She wants to curl into herself, pull her eight legs to her belly and just die. This sweet pleasure, surely it will kill her when she opens her eyes and is alone. Surely she will die of want…of longing. Yet the weight upon her neck persists, nuzzling deeper into her long fur and causing her to gasp. Eyes fly open, she is not even aware of closing them, and she steps back. Wide eyes taking in all that is he. He promises her everything. Everything that she needed to hear when she was a pup. Everything she craved and was denied. He looked for her. “You looked for me?” It is a breathy whisper. Surprise causing a sharp intake of breath before she rushes back into his embrace. “Oh Chance!” She trembles against him but she does not still, rubbing her body against him she makes sure to mingle their scents. She is his and he is hers. “No I do not think we are dreaming. If so then we must never wake up.” She says this with resolution, finally rounding him and coming up beside him, never breaking contact. Tilting her head she gazes up at him, eyes beseeching his. “How lost I have been. How I have missed you.” The corners of her mouth twitch slightly and she dares allow the playful feeling to grow. Perhaps she is mad.
Bowing into a play bow she now grins, her canines gleaming as her banner sways behind her. “Play with me. Like how we used to when we was younger.” And with that she is gone, her scent lingering to tease him, to beckon him.
"This is what his speech will look like"
Out came the sun, and dried up all the rain,
But you my dear were never seen again
SPIDER
The thief of the Night
||Female||4 Years||no mate||no imprint||no pups||no home||OOC: Cake||
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