blue

Aisu
Mist clouded the incoming fracture of sunlight, dancing off from the heights of the mountain, over the swirling river. The veil masked Ai's sandy fur as she lapped at the rippling churn. Blue life flashed beneath the surface in silver quakes of mullet and trailing froth. Her stomach simmered with the life in those waves. Jade eyes darted with the movement between the depths as she knelt from her stony ledge. It had been a while since Ai felt this full. It almost seemed like something was thawing inside her cold skin, and the feeling was soothing. The warmth was unusual -- for once she felt her heart beating.

Since she traveled the line southward, moving from the formidable arctic air, she felt that something was growing within her. The world turned so bitter in the torrent of the storm, but the frantic calm somehow juxtaposed. She found that the calm was coming, and the rebirth lay ahead, like a light in a gap of trees. But it felt like an eerie loom at the same time, some kind of shiver (anticipation maybe) just on the other side of that lighted spot. She could feel it as she saw it in her mind. Cold, but the shadows proved to subside to the sun's almighty strength.

But the water, falling so loudly there in the distance could break her thought. Desaturated eyes glimpsed at the mountains of which the water labored from, then fell to what seemed like death, surely not to the blue liquid, but to her it felt like an impaling impact. She could drift down the edge in her thoughts, so weightless and free until the icy break of dangerous suicide became true, filling the image with glass shards and red murder. She shook her head, cursed the vertigo. What was she thinking? With a quick, gruff snarl and furious tail lash Ai coldly bit her tongue. She glared at those falls, the torrid meet of water to water, gravity to surface

The icy girl submitted, turning back up to the direction of the slopes from which she'd come.

no matter how many breaths you took, you still couldn't breathe

(This post was last modified: May 13, 2014, 01:05 AM by Aisu.)

For some reason, Sagacity felt herself drawn back to the place where she'd last seen her son. Where she'd shoved him unceremoniously into the water to wake him up and where he'd stood up and had rebelled against her, eventually in doing so, leaving the pack and more or less disowning her as his mother. It had stung her and she hadn't spoken much of it to anyone since she had returned to the pack, and had focused her time and energy on hunting and patrolling the borders, where she felt that she would at least be useful. If she wasn't wanted, she could at least be useful. But it wasn't enough to quiet the spirit that riled inside her and that drove her to madness. She was angry- both at Mercy and at herself. She was angry with Naira, whose daughter had caused her son to run astray. She was angry and there didn't seem to be any tangible outlet for it. She thought about tracking Evann down and knocking a few hairs off her pretty head simply because she needed a punching bag, but decided that that wasn't fit. She'd already knocked Evann down enough pegs, she needed a new outlet.

The concentrated amber of her eyes roved this way and that as she navigated her way to Bramble Falls, and hissed slightly, as though speaking in a foreign tongue, as she looked at the pristine water gathering courage and speed as it raced toward the lip that looked from a certain angle like it was the edge of the world. She stopped cold in her tracks when she saw a wolf heading up the slope, and simply because she had nowhere else to invest the pain she was feeling, Sagacity held her ground, tail lifting above her pack and legs stiffening. Her ears flicked forward and she bared her teeth. She was on no man's land, but she was armed with fangs and fury. She wanted nothing more than to tear the prettiness from this woman's face.