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Posted on June 11, 2013 at 07:44:36 PM by SWALLOWBANE
Border patrol was actually on the bill for the day. The self-proclaimed only worthy heir of Spiraine was waiting for the return of his mother. It was something that had worried him, Moonglow’s wandering off. It made him nervous. It set his teeth on edge, his heart aflutter. This wasn’t what he wanted, this wasn’t right. Alcide wasn’t meant to be in charge of his mother’s land. It was mother’s. It was always mother’s. The creature lacked trust for the man that hadn’t done a damn thing for them… in his mind, it was Alcide who was the deadbeat, at least to his son. Bane was sick to himself thinking of it. A father that hadn’t bothered to raise his children… maybe that’s why Swallowbane was a little wild. But that was beside the point. Cal wanted him, so Cal got him. The creature was insistent, and he was going to do whatever she wanted—please her. Always pleasing her. She was the thing that kept him going, and that was what he needed more than anything. The tugging and pawing sends the lanky young man sprinting after his mate, tackling and rolling playfully in her direction. There was no threat, and that was clear in the way he played. Behind the boy waved a tail that hadn’t wagged faster in ages. Yes. This was what he longed for. Play. In so many ways, the boy is still a boy. In the most important ways, Bane is a man. It makes sense to him now, and he’s happy to have the playtime beside the most lovely lady in his life. They didn’t have to talk, and that was something he had always appreciated. Swallowbane enjoyed simply being next to her, and that was the most beautiful feeling of all. An abundance of genetic endurance left him thankful, but beside his dancer he was still out of breath. She was stunning beneath the afternoon sun, blending into the snow nearly seamlessly. The sparkling of her eyes and the black of her nose were his dead giveaways, and then there was the laugh. He’d always loved that laugh. Just as he was getting frustrated enough to wonder where they were going, the young man realized that they’d arrived. It was untouched snow, the kind that no one had so much as seen let alone stepped in since it had fallen. Virgin white laid out before his eyes, and Bane couldn’t help but eye it hungrily. Snow was one of the best surfaces he’d been aware of, ever. That made everything better. “It’s lovely, Cal.” The creature reaches out to nibble at his mate’s muzzle, but soon she’s shooting away. The snow was deep, and he had to work to catch up. Catch me if you can— Bane laughed softly to himself, off like a shot. He propels himself through the deep snow, usually nominal grace falling more and more by the wayside. Swallowbane is a clumsy puppy with too-big paws in the snow that threatens to cut him off at the forelegs. Still, there’s something that’s so much fun about a day like this—he wouldn’t trade it for anything. Crashing through the powdery white, Bane reaches out for his mate over and over again. Now and then he’d think he could catch the tip of a tail, the edge of her winter coat—and then she’d be gone again. “Nothing can slow you down, can it?” There’s a playful exasperation in his tone, panting heavily to himself as his tail twitched at his hindquarters. What a wonderful day. alcide x moonglow * royal child of spirane* four * calista’s heart and soul |
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- remember me, - By calista June 20, 2013 at 02:03:39 PM
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