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If I had known that she watched me from the shadows of that large gathering, I might have stayed a bit longer but when I didn't see her, I knew that there was nothing there that I could ever want more than my sister. I left without a second glance, sure that I would find her, no matter the cost. I would continue my search until the end of time if that's what it took. I would not stop until I once more held Atania in my gaze. I move on to the riverside, eager to put some distance between myself and the other wolves. No particular reason, I just don't like other wolves. Through Ava's teachings, I know now how to put on a face and seem civil in both body and tongue but my heart will never be the open field of friendship. That is only allowed to one soul and one soul alone. I am determined on my search, my strides lengthening even as I know I will have to stop and rest soon. My feet ache from all the walking but I know that I cannot stop. I must keep going. Hopefully she is looking for me too. She'd better be. And then I hear her voice. The moment my pet name is in the air, my head snaps up and around, my ears pricked forward, my eyes soften than they could ever be. It is her, my Atania. She races toward me and I care not that I'm about to be trampled. I care only to feel her warm embrace against me once again. The moment she collides with me, our bodies tumble to the ground and I even let her be on top as she licks at my face again and again. Never would I let another dominate me like this but for her, I would do anything. I can taste the apologies in her kisses and yet anger flares to life in my eye. "You left me. You didn't come back." Even in my anger, some hurt filters into the deep voice. I am now four years old, a full fledged adult and yet in her embrace, I still feel like a newborn. She burrows into my fur and I let out a huff of contentment. I've never felt so whole as I do now. My legs wrap around her, squeezing tightly, harshly, desperately. I bend my head down over hers, crushing her delicate crown with my own as I suffocate her wiht the need to be closer, as if I could push her soul into mine where it belongs. Once I've gotten my feel, I release her head some, enough to move it anyway. My tail lashes back and forth, some would say with agitation yet it is the only way I know to show her how happy I am to see her, even if my good eye only flahses with rage. She's the only one who can make me feel so much joy and so much anger all at the same time. I'm a door without hinges when she's with me and a door hanging on by a thread when she's not. "You smell foul, like other wolves." I wrinkle my nose at the stench upon her unkempt coat. As if just noticing the state of it, I try to roll over so that I put my fore leg over her to hold her down, my rought tongue moving to glide through her fur without gentleness, wishing to comb all the dirt from her silver fur and bite out the mats that won't come easily. I've never been gentle about grooming but then she is always meant to be beautiful, not like this. A growl vibrates in my throat as I groom her, her name a prayer upon my lips. "Ani....My Ani..." The meaning is clear. I have only grown more possessive with the time apart from her. No other wolf should be meant to touch her. None but me. Adonis_male_four years old_father to none_no imprint_blind in right eye_Diveen 39", 190 lbs. Devil May Cry x Natalya * sired by Brother to Atania |