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Posted on October 16, 2014 at 01:23:24 AM by zaphkiel
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* what limits have the stars? It is not long before his own song is answered by that of another and Zaphkiel smiles to himself, eager to meet the female at the end of the note. He could not let life back home become quiet and complacent. A few years wandering and fighting creatures, slaying dragons, and learning new folk tales had given him a taste for adventure and adrenaline. The simple politics of Diveen could not sate such a restless hunger. It helped that his parents were there. The touch and love of his mother was relaxing to him for he adored her. In time he would see out his other siblings to learn of their exploits but for now he would enjoy the wolves of Molodian. Or wolf, for the moment. Aviias is like a beacon in the night with her silver fur. Zaphkiel is very clever in the way he scans the area around him so that it appears he is looking with both of his eyes when in reality only his right works. Spotting her his tail swishes in the grass and sets alight a fresh wave of fireflies that had been resting on the tall strands. They flutter up around him almost like a backdrop as she comes closer. Zaphkiel remains seated so as not to startle her though he takes in her figure and her splayed paw with a welcoming grin. "Hello back," he rumbles, amusement in his voice. Aviias is a chipper female judging by her words but that didn't bother Zaphkiel. Openness was an interesting trait and she seemed the kind that might love the stories he could tell. "Your singing is sweet. There is not enough singing in Molodian." Zaphkiel shifts his body now as he notices another figure approaching them with some difficulty. Her steps are not even nor fast and as she grows closer a strange feeling blossoms in his chest. It is like a pressure that sinks into each vessel, each vein, and it all strikes at once towards his heart. For a moment it seems to him as if his heart stops beating and when it finally does it is racing and there is a pressure there that jolts him to his feet. His ears stand erect, his body alert where before it had been relaxed. Somehow he can feel her. He can feel her distress pressing in on him almost like tar suffocating him. Pain seems to lance through his own healthy body and when she drops Zaphkiel cannot help himself. He is overcome with this feeling and dashes to her side. She is so tiny, so little compared to him, and maybe she will be frightened at his suddenness but he cannot help it. He is drawn to her in such an odd way that he knows instantly what it is: imprints. Like his mother and father. It might be presumptuous of him but Zaphkiel assumes that just like his parents his touch will sooth her so he leans down and presses his own maw to hers, his tongue flicking out across her maw to get her scent, to swallow it and cherish it. Suddenly he remembers Aviias's presence and his head jerks around like a gazelles, fixing her beneath his eyes. "Can you help her?" He has no way of knowing that Aviias is a trained healer, he just hopes she has more experience than him. Zaphkiel was larger than them both and as he shifts on his feet his left hip with four jagged claw-mark scars seem to give him an air of vitality and strength but he is powerless against this pull. ZAPHKIEL | four | male | diveen | no love | gaia's soul | | son of Andromeda & Azrael | |
Replies:
- Perfection is my enemy - By Aviias October 18, 2014 at 08:13:41 PM
Show me how big your brave is - By Gaia November 3, 2014 at 04:04:49 PM
what limits do stars have? - By zaphkiel November 4, 2014 at 11:28:51 PM
Zaphkiel x Gaia - By Fate October 15, 2014 at 07:37:40 PM
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