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Posted on July 8, 2014 at 10:47:45 PM by shiloh
 | And the light shineth in the darkness; ................... and the darkness apprehended it not. *John 1:5* The scenery becomes less compressed as the woodlands thinned into a small open area. The rabble of a nearby burn (I'm reading a scottish story, can't help myself :)) made her ears twitch and instinctively her tongue caressed her top golden lips. It was a rather warm day when it came down to it. Plus being in the company of Amoxtli seemed to make her warm beneath her fur. It would do nicely to have a bit of a cool drink but she dipped her head to the side in slight confusion as he stops in the middle of the opening and tells of Coza's absence. Well, she thinks, there is no den here so surely he is not nearby. Maybe Amo was confused. Maybe he got sidetracked by her rambling and was lost and was trying it hide it beneath the nonchalance. She did not really know that some wolves slept outside with the exception of loners. There certainly couldn't be as many empty dens as there were lone wolves roaming around the countryside. But in a pack everyone had to have a den in her mind. It was where she was born, where she had survived, and it seemed to her an incontrovertible fact of life. Yet the scattered pelts and a few bones, not unseemly, seemed to agree with the idea that was forming in her skull. Once more Amo begins to talk. He is more comfortable in his skin when he talks of family. His words do not stutter and stop as they did before. Honestly he had a lovely voice that seemed to wrap around her and lull her into a sense of serenity. She couldn't let her guard down though. She might actually say something completely niave and stupid if she did so and thus she remained ever alert. The foreign word slipped across his tongue causing her ears to prick once more from where they had fallen in her content manner. She does not stop him from his speech however; she assumes, hopefully correctly, that he is speaking of his father. The word is fluid and she wishes to repeat it, to master it, but only gives in to opening her jaws. The way he whispers as if such is a secret is worth her ears makes Shiloh grin. She bet Isola could beat Kane if she tried; her mother was a fierce thing as was her father. "You look pretty strong too. I wonder if I could beat you?" The words tumble out before she catches them. For only a brief moment she seems stunned to have said them but they are already out there in the air. What was the point in taking it back? So she puffs up with a daring grin and lifts her tail to make herself even bigger. Ah so shy he is, once more stuttering. It is so endearing, she thinks! The idea of anyone making fun of him for it actually made her want to raise her hackles. Amo was nice and kind. If someone did that then they were fools and she didn't take kindly to fools. Or so she thought but who knew seeing as she was only two years of age. "Of course! I'd love to show you around!" Ack! How overly eager she sounded. It made her nervous, this fluttery feeling she felt, and she glanced away abruptly towards the stream. With a huff as if she just wasn't sure what to say she left his side and stopped at the edge of the shallow water to lean down and sweep the cool contents into her mouth. It helped. The water made a cooling sensation down her throat and to her stomach, easing the ache of embarrassment and childish uncertainty. What better way to change the subject though with her next decision. Withholding a mischievous grin as much as she could she walks back to him, acting as if she is looking at the pelts before suddenly darting the last few feet right at Amoxtli. "Look out!" She lifts upwards as she grows close to him, intending to wrap her forelegs around his neck and yank him down with her weight - hopefully to flip him over. It is all in fun, as revealed with her flashing grin, a test that she had hinted at earlier. Whatever had come over her now she sure hoped he wouldn't get mad at her. Friends did such things and maybe, just maybe, Amo was her friend. TWO * TAVIORA * ISOLA X KANE NO HEART * NO SOUL |
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- I'll Be Your Protector - By Amoxtli July 11, 2014 at 04:59:14 PM
the wastes of my heart - By shiloh July 13, 2014 at 06:40:22 PM
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