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: 125.238.90.203
Posted on August 10, 2013 at 11:48:12 PM by Lolita
Her words had done damage, of that much she was sure. Apollonia's orbs had filled with hurt as she had stepped away from the mottled femme, seemingly in denial. “My words came from what I’ve seen, Miss Lolita Ma’am! You two poke and prod each other and irritate the hell out of each other… but you both care about each other! You love each other! You have to love each other! And you have to be my mommy!” She had made the russet faeling cry. Guilt flashed across the femme fatale's features as she moved in closer, about to open her maw to speak when cut off once again. “I had a mommy once. I must have right – every pup does. A daddy too. Except I don’t remember. I don’t remember anything from before Mister Daddy Lycaon. I have no memories, so no matter what you would be a better mommy then the one who left me alone in the world with no memories and no idea what my name even was! And if you don’t even want to try, then you clearly don’t care about me!” Lolita's ears flattened back against her head once more, hissing slightly at the last sentence. Part of her felt bad for how she had caused this little fit in Apollonia, and part of her was raging at the girl's assumptions. Narrowing her own eyes in a way similar to the younger girls, she managed to get in between the femme's words, "Don't you dare...who do you think you are..." “And if you think Daddy is so awful, then you are a big meanie butt head, because he saved me from the water monster and gave me a home when no one else wooooooooooooooooooo!” Shock replaced everything else as suddenly, the russet bird disappeared from her view. Her breathing stopped, along with her mind, an she wasn't sure she understood what was happening right at this moment, nor what had just happened moments before. Around her, everything was in fast-forward while she was motionless in the middle of it all. Panic sparked her to move forward, and she stumbled weakly, peaking over the cliff that swallowed up Apollonia. Lycaon was going to kill her, and she was rather inclined to believe she deserved it. "Apollonia...?" she called, stargazers catching sight of a familiar red form. Judging from the way the girl's form wasn't moving, there were three possibilities: She was badly injured, unconscious, or dead. Lolita knew she was going to have to find out, and stargazers gauged her surroundings. The drop was about 20 feet...but the way down wasn't exactly smooth. Resignation settled in next; this was going to hurt, whether it succeeded or not. She had to try though, for Apollonia if for nothing else. Experimentally, the dappled femme let claws grip at the first crevice she could reach. It didn't feel overly stable, but then again, she wasn't planning on staying in on spot for long. Stretching herself down the cliff face further, hindlegs gripped weakly at the stone, making her feel rather uncomfortable. If she wasn't careful, she was going to splatter on the outcrop below. Her pace picked up a little as her movement was more sliding now, and she hissed feeling one nail snag as she misplaced it. Stinging pain and warmth was felt at the site of the small wound, but she ignored it, instead focussing on the form that was getting closer and closer. Soon, she got close enough to leap down with a small CLANG! on the unforgiving stone floor next to Lycaon's daughter, ignoring the sting of grazed paw-pads. Pressing one bleeding paw against the girl's side, she ascertained that the faeling was still breathing, and she let out her own sigh of relief. A pink tongue rasped over the girl's ear in a weak attempt to bring her back to consciousness. "Apollonia, hunny. You need to wake up," she whispered into a so-far unresponsive aud. She was just praying that the fall hadn't done any permanent damage, knowing that head injuries could be dangerous. this is how I walk. "this is how i talk."  |
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Replies:
- Drowning in Memory - By Apollonia August 11, 2013 at 04:48:40 PM
It's Time For Tea... - By Lolita August 14, 2013 at 06:35:37 AM
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