I Can Be Your Painkiller.
I absolutely adore the way our coats nearly match, as if we were fire and ash united. The flame that dances in my eyes when I gaze upon him... It's as if I've met the one who will tame my undesired being. I will admit that I am falling for him, faster than I had ever expected. Even though, for some reason, I feel as if this won't turn out the way I plan in the end. Still, I'm just going to go with it, follow my heart and go with him... If he accepts me, that is.
Russet sprinkled ears perked and faced him as I listen intensively. I tried to picture the old Moladion that he spoke of, and in my mind I gathered a very glorious place.
In my veins, I could feel that cool stream and most of the waterfalls he spoke of, sending a shiver down my spine as I had wished I could've seen such beauty in nature. But now it is different from what he spoke of. The sky had fallen, and created a whole other world for the wolves that still remain. It isn't as beautiful as I pictured the older land, but still the land now holds a life that can never truly be explained, and I still love it just for that. These lands will become my home, regardless of how it used to be or how it is now. I chose to run here, and here is where I'll remain.
It amazed me of how he spoke of each pack, all but one seeming so caring and welcoming. I don't look at him any different, even when he claimed that he had ruled the pack of Iromar during his younger days. His heart is still no less pure to me, therefore I see no change. I was fascinated by the way he cherishes this land, and that put a soft smile on my muzzle.
Once he finished explaining everything to me, my vision of the older lands had vanished and I found myself climbing over rocks of the Crags. We stopped just before the pool of water, I watch as he placed the ivory rose as his paws before he began speaking again.
"Bore me? I'm amazed by the way you speak of these lands, and I find Moladion beautiful. I must admit that this is probably the best day I've had in quite some time."
When his gaze shifted afar, my own followed. I could only guess of what he had been looking at, and that guess being Diveen. I could barely see the cliffs of the pack land, but it is there. My hind had fallen to rest on the ground as I began to daydream about the little things in Moladion.
When I noticed Voltaire had been gazing upon me, my cheeks heat up as my expression becomes coy. My chin fell to my chest while my tail wraps around my paws, eyes glossy, and burning calmly as they appeared as sapphire jewels upon my face. I can't tell what it is he is thinking, but I do know it is a pleasing thought by the look on his face. What I'd give to find out.
You'll Love Me Until It's All Over.
female- five - 34in/155lbs - imprint - mate
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