i will take your breath away

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FEMALE - SIX - MATE: IFRIT - IMPRINT: REICH

This new life in Moladion is overwhelming to her, the sheer beauty of it's land and it's wolves far surpassing what her mind had portrayed it as. But despite her desire to change and become what she knew she wanted to be, she falls back onto the darkness that churns within. Seeking out the one who had proven well enough to purge her from it; Ifrit. The red male was no romantic beast, just pure wild and need. She had known the day of the hunt that coming to his side she had all but signed away her body but not her soul. She clings to him in hopes to rid her of her own selfish darkness while the one that is her light, her shadows was left in the wake.

Reich, she has never forgotten him. He is always there with her, like a small warmth in the coldest parts of her mind and soul. Tempting her with a life she thinks she has no right to have. For he can give her happiness, laughter, and perhaps even love. Though she knows little to nothing of this word or what it stands for, when she thinks of him there is that four letter word fluttering like butterflies in her stomach and she doesn't know whether to let them fly or cage them in. While Ifrit, Ifrit all but gives her the pain she is use too, gives her a means to what will hopefully be an end. She cannot say she does not care for the red giant for she had willingly chose him as a mate, but she knows that despite what he can give her it will never be what Reich can and will. And this is her crossing, the fork in the road she seems to be at a standstill. To the left a beautiful innocence she only wishes to be apart of and to the right a hidden darkness that she craves will be so much more than passing phase.

She had not seen Reich since that night, the first night she had challenged Ifrit and he had given her the choice. A choice she had accepted by her presence at the hunt which later resulted in another round of teeth and claws of the two. Ifrit had come for what was his and had threatened her shadow stalker in the middle, she had never felt such fear before. A fear that made her skin crawl and slither as she broke the flesh of her red fire while her mind was filled with her innocent shadow. And for the first time in her life, she cannot win this by fighting and claiming victory. No, this time she must ride the waves of the storm she had made and she cannot help but wander just where she will be when the waters finally calm.

As she inhales the warm air there is a hint of fall blended within, for the summer season would soon come to an end. She had been quiet as of late, sticking closer to her patch of flowers or her den; though the emptiness and solitude did nothing but drive her mad. Make her think of what choices she had made and just how it will affect her come time when the first snow will fall from the skies. Plush white coat is bristled slightly due to her mood, orange eyes alight in a fire she cannot tame, for guilt and worry swarm her body. Her feet taking her no where and yet everywhere. It is when the sight of the crags come into view does she steer herself into it's lands, hoping she could find a den so that she may find sleep outside of asteraia; where two scents seem to pull her as if in a game of tug of war.

As eyes and ears are drawn the falling of water, she finds her body already in motion to take her there while her mind wanders like the summer winds. Her posture has lessened slightly, less agitation and a little more tired. For she was tired, sleepless night of tossing and turning over him; Reich. She does not expect him to stay, she is nothing worth staying for. She is broken mentally, despite her temptation to fix herself she cannot help but wade in murky waters when the lighthouse calls her home. She is fitted for Ifrit and yet destined for Reich. As her soul cries for it's other half and her mind wants what it understands. Torn, except this time there is no wound to heal.

The first cool lap of water on her tongue is followed by a sigh of relief, as if it somehow eases the tension upon her chest. Orange eyes are shut to prevent the stray droplets of water from rising up. As she drinks from the small pool, swaying gently with lack of sleep. She had thought of seeking out Reich's den with Fjall but she was sure he wanted no part of her now that she had chosen another, at first it had broken her. Made her think back to when the black and tan male of her past had said she was weak and that she would never have her happily ever after. Maybe he was right, maybe she was weak when it came to emotions and habits. As she inhales the crisp clean scent of the water, it is then a scent that tells her she is not alone. A scent she knows far too well as eyes rip open and raspy voice is lost to the roar of the waters. "Reich.." Her tone is filled with bliss and yet sadness. Eyes seek him despite the fear of finding him for she isn't sure if he even wants her around, but she needs to see if for one last time. For he will forever and always be the one thing she will want and maybe never have...

everlyse

OF ASTERAIA