Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
IP: 24.96.175.152
Posted on August 20, 2015 at 02:02:39 PM by Cheyanna
Don’t take me for n a i v e Bloody paws stepped lightly over the soft earth, no sounds echoing off the rocks. The sun rays were starting to break through the foggy morning air, and the heat waves were starting crash over the land. The only reprise came when the clouds that drifted aimlessly happened to wander over the sun’s glaring gaze. Her onyx fur was glistening with small sweat droplets as she made her way back towards the cover of the forest. Her soft green eyes roamed over the land, but any wolf that passed her by was already preoccupied with another’s company, but she was also seeking peaceful solitude rather than rambunctious company. The stones had struck her as odd but incredibly beautiful and awe inspiring but she chose not to linger and burn in the sun’s deadly rays. The brush combed back the black blood fur as she crossed through the barrier of trees. The shadowy tendrils encompassed her bodice, swallowing her whole, though she minded naught. The silent cool air gave her time to reflect, and calm her mind. Though she never calmed her thoughts, her mind was collected and boxed into portions of time. She had learned to compartmentalize her life, not simply as good or bad but as learning, teaching, growing and so on and so forth. She knew the good and the bad, but without one the other could not exist. They were like quarrelling lovers. They can’t stand each other, but they can’t live without each other. Life’s obvious contradiction in motion and she, Cheyanna, loved it. It was her reminder of how there was always a reason for the bad, and even the “good”. Though the term good was subjective to her. Her first love had been good for her family but awful for Cheya. She was abused and harassed by her so called lover, and in an effort to keep herself and their unborn pups alive she left. But he found her. He always did. And he ripped her apart emotionally, and through this trauma her body rejected the litter of pups. Her miscarriage almost killed her as well. But here she was. Alive, in a cracked case. She had her scars to remind her of her father’s lesson of disobedience, and her mother’s apathetic love. There was nothing remotely normal about her old family and pack, but she made it out and there was no use going back or even contemplating what could have been. Cheyanna lifted her eyes from the pebbly ground finding herself facing a sheer cliff face that was clouded over. She smiled to herself and started her trek up the cliff face. Her careful paws treading lightly on the slick stones, but she made it up without caustic wounds. And the world below her glittered in the late morning mist. This is what she had lived for; she lived for the beauty of the world she now called home. An opaque rainbow glimmered above her head and she smiled yet again, maybe she wouldn’t mind company to share the beauty. |
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- Somewhere Under the Rainbow - By ScarletScythe August 27, 2015 at 03:28:57 AM
don't take me for n a i v e - By Cheyanna August 27, 2015 at 10:37:59 PM
Somewhere Under the Rainbow - By ScarletScythe August 31, 2015 at 08:03:18 PM
don't take me for n a i v e - By Cheyanna September 1, 2015 at 02:30:41 AM
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