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Posted on September 23, 2014 at 00:15:23 AM by shiloh
 | And the light shineth in the darkness; ................... and the darkness apprehended it not. *John 1:5* Since coming to Taviora Shiloh had found a new purpose in life. Things seemed much more bright here than in Diveen where she had kept to the shadows, always hidden away and lost in the shuffle of so many demands of her siblings. They were many and she did not know them all but that was okay because she had found solace in Aviias and Nogitsune. Who would have picture a Princess of Diveen becoming fast friends with a Prince of Iromar and a clumsy, albeit adorable lone girl? Neverthless they had bonded over their own lonesome lives and a few fish. Not to mention the fact that Shiloh proclaimed she could climb through trees to chase squirrels. After all, all Angels could fly and climb. She is happy to be so close to her friend. Too much time has past and yet it has been hard to tear herself from close proximity to Amoxtli. Even thinking of him set her heart off in a decidedly un-rythmnic pattern and she wondered what he was doing in this moment. Would he wonder where she was if she stayed away most of the day after having haunted his footsteps constantly? Would he miss her? Shiloh gives a happy sigh when Aviias presses her head against her. She has overcome her nervousness around such affection and besides, Aviias was one of the closest wolves in her life. "I'll bet more than that," she jokes, grinning at her friend. Her excitement to share her own life mirrors Shiloh's and she eagerly listens. It is nice to know that Aviias is learning something she enjoys, nice too to know that she has learned something that could very well help her later down the road. It still lingers in her mind the memory of her friend collapsing in a heap of torn muscles and blood in Diveen. "I am glad to hear it, Aviias. Spirane is a lovely place. I plan to go back soon and travel through the mountains." Before she can start gushing on her crush, though, a low growl reverberates through the bushes and her hackles rise. Shiloh's paws press into the earth and she swells, massive and looking very much like an avenging angel with her ears laced back and teeth flashing. Even as the dark figure lunges to Aviias she is about to intercept - in the midst of her movements the smell of Iromar invades her nostrils but more than that the smell of Nogitsune. Shiloh freezes, alarmed and at once excited. Had he come to visit despite the fact that most wolves were wary of the demons? Then she beams at him, her ruffled fur falling back into place and stepping forward to press her snout against his affectionately. In the manner that Angel's greeted one another. What would her family think to see her embracing a Demon Prince as she would her own mother or father? A perversion maybe, but he was close to her heart. A dear friend, ally, and she hoped that he did not become what so many accused the swamp monsters of. "It has been too long Nog. You have grown quite big!" THREE * TAVIORA * ISOLA X KANE NO HEART * NO SOUL |
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- Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down... - By Nogitsune November 1, 2014 at 00:48:31 AM
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