Dragonveil Fold where we went wrong

For @Lachesis <3333!

RE: Windy weather and moist snow have caused snow rollers to form all over!

Her footfalls were calculated, and deliberate. Fog no longer clouded her vision but large snow rolls littered the ground and she was cautious in avoiding them taking in the scents that entered her nose that were still foreign to her. Though this land was still foreign one scent stuck with her and she searched with expectation for the culprit, hoping beyond hope that something had brought him this way. As usual he had been on the forefront of her mind but she never did mind it, in fact she was happy for the distraction and the renewed purpose he had given her. She was even more determined to make better on her promises if only to show him that she was here to stay. When she returned to the spot she was sure they held their meeting in the disappointment that came over her was enough to make her want to smack herself for even thinking that he would have wanted to see her again. He had a new pack, they were his new family and there was no longer any room for Bastet, at least not in this lifetime. She sighed, embarrassed that she would have thought anything otherwise and turned on her toes with intention to head back to the pack in case her services were needed. She couldn't believe she would have thought any different, he probably wasn't even thinking of her, not when things were so perfect for him now. Not when he had everything she didn't.  

mind if we forward date this to around the 10th? <3

He knew it wasn’t the best idea for him to be straying so far from the Surge borders, especially after finding Aytigin lurking around the borders, but Lachesis couldn’t be there. He was feeling confined beneath the canopy of trees and longed to stretch his legs to escape the events that had transpired in Driftwood. The ghost begun heading south, trailing along the base of the mountain as he distanced himself from his home. He was quick on his toes, for he did not want to be gone from the Surge for long, even if it was space he desperately craved. Although he knew Aytigin wouldn’t dare cross the borders Lachesis still worried a few members of his pack might invite him across, or allow him to meander along the edge of pack territory.

His troubled thoughts kept him distracted, blinding him to the unfamiliar (and familiar) scents nearby. It was until he heard a heavy sigh that Lachesis realized he was no longer alone. His ears twitched as he lifted his head, brows pinching tight as he scanned his surroundings. A dark figure in the distance caused his steps to falter. He should have known he would have run into her here—she always had a habit of showing up when he least expected her to.

Bastet, he greeted, warmer than he had the last time they had crossed paths. He remained where he was, his expression neutral as he observed her. It appeared she had something weighing heavy on her thoughts, too. 

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Sorry, I needed a little break from roleplaying. Finally finished most of my classes so I should have more time to play :D

She turned back around in mid-stride, ears perking atop her skull at the sound of approaching feet. She didn't know what to expect, or whom for that matter but she hoped it was him and felt her heart lurch in her chest when her eyes landed on his pale fur. She wasn't excited just yet, his fur was typical and therefore he could be anyone but scent and voice helped to confirm who he was and almost instantly she felt her tail wag from emotion. He had kept his promise, as had she. "It's good to see you again Lach," she admitted with a smile, her ears pinning to her crown giving a look of innocence. She couldn't quite describe the flood of emotion she was feeling, it was a mixture of good and bad, mostly because their meetings were becoming more bitter sweet than anything but she respected them either way.   "what brings you out this way again?" she wondered with a cock of her narrow skull. The look on his face didn't exactly seem happy.

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How different their lives would have been if Bastet had not disappeared from Hearthwood all those months ago. He did not think about it often; only when he crossed paths with the ebony woman, and the thoughts were brief. If she was meant to be at his side, where Lilya now stood, she would not of left. The blue-eyed sparrow had kept her promise and showed no signs of breaking it. The couple was about to raise their second litter together and Lachesis knew that their future was certain; neither of them were going anywhere. Not unless their lives were taken from them. She was the wolf he’d spend the rest of his life with—not the bi-coloured female before him. She had left for a reason—whether intentional or not, she wasn’t the woman that was supposed to be in his life. Got carried away in my thoughts, it seems, he confessed with a low wag of his tail, his chartreuse gaze fixated on her dark frame. What brings you down from the mountain? He countered, his brows narrowed with mild curiosity.

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<3<3!!! Looks like we have company, if you want we can ignore since the thread was started before the BWP or we can have some fun :D

She couldn't help the smile that spread the length of her lips, her eyes stared intensely into his'. She had missed Lachesis no doubt and knew that if circumstances were different she would be the woman at his side--his rock--and that thought alone kept her from coming any closer. She didn't want to cause confusion on either part but even given all the years apart she could sense when something was bothering him. Her eyes grew sad and the smile that had once formed so easily on her lips disappeared, leaving behind a brow that wrinkled together in concern. "Your thoughts must be heavy." she started off, her head cocking to the side while she read his emotions. Something was definitely bothering him if he had grown so lost in his thoughts to not notice he'd ventured so far from his home. "Nothing in particular, just needed some space" she said, although that was only a partial truth, she'd been checking this area every so often in hopes that she would run into him again. "how are things back home for you?" she asked, making conversation in hopes that it would gain her some insight into his thoughts. Oh how she missed those intimate talks with him, and right now she was craving it.

(This post was last modified: May 03, 2018, 04:39 AM by Bastet.)

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Four coyotes appear from the shadows, posturing aggressively.

They always are, he mused with a soft hum despite the stern expression on his pale features. Lachesis could hardly remember a time when his thoughts weren’t heavy. The ghost was almost always stressed, or anxious, and frequently fretted over everything. Mostly because he desperately wanted to keep his family, and his pack, safe. The river wolves had endured enough, ever since they forged a home in Cedarwood years ago with Maksim at the helm. He wanted nothing more than to see his pack, and his growing family, succeed. The dark female appeared concerned by his troubled demeanour, but that was to be expected. Even when he was standoffish she still seemed to care. Why, he did not know. But it didn’t matter. Not anymore.

The pale leader nodded solemnly at her response, his chin tipping to the side as she asked him a question of her own. Going good, mostly, he responded swiftly, a faint lop-sided grin making an appearance on his pale features, preparing for the spring and summer months. Kicking members out of my pack. Denying others at the border. The usual. But that information he kept to himself, as they were things Bastet didn’t know. How are things going at the Co— His question was caught off by the appearance of four straggly creatures appearing from behind a clump of evergreens. Huh. We should, uh, he started, the frown returning instantly as he took several steps back, away from the coyotes, vacate the area. Two against four aren’t good odds, even if they are stupid.

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