Luna Hill Forgetful Dreamer

<blockquote>Lazy after noon. Slowly seeping away from her falling away with the fading light. Lazy little wolf sitting upon her hill watching the sky turn brilliant shades of red, orange, and blue. The color fade away as shadows stretch to consume the world in their dark hands. She watched on, as stars begun to flicker on in the sky beautiful stars who no one could ever touch. Hidden secrets of the world laying right in your sight.

Night had fallen and the black wolf blended into the shadows. Blue eyes watched the sky above her, her lips slightly parted. Diamonds resting upon a velvet sky. they sparkled and twinkled in her eyes as she dreamed of reaching them one day. <b>"Silly dreams for a silly wolf."</b> She muttered lightly and smiled. One day she would join those beautiful bright lights.</blockquote>

<blockquote>Was it about the sky had him staring? That drew him out of sleeping and looking across it's darkened, yet dappled veil? The young Tainn wasn't sure, but it was appealing. He hadn't meant to be out so late, so far from home. When he had left Vlar he had decided to continued his journey of wanderlust. It was nice to settle his paws upon ground he had not touched. Let his eyes behold a new sight. A breath of cold air he trotted against the failing light looking for an open area.

He wasn't sure where he was at the moment, or how far from home he wanted a better look at the sky. Against the glow of the moon he drifted into the open field. It was a vast stretch of space, beneath the dark ceiling and he drew in a breath of aweness. Now where to sit, sit and contemplate his thoughts. He was about settling where he stood, but something wasn't right. Another cold breath and he was sure there was someone else around. Somewhere. His black banner twitched as he inhaled the scent of a girl. Curious boy he followed it the the upward curving of earth. He hadn't expected her to be there, but she was. She was sitting, and he heard faint murmurs of her voice. <b>"Hello?"</b> He called his voice uncertain as he approached the top of the hill.</blockquote>

are you with me through it all?

<blockquote>She felt the cool air lift her hair, each strand gently plucked from her skin to ruffle in the winds caressing fingers. The pure serenity of the scene, of this very moment, was more than she could endure. So many wonderful feelings begun to course through her body that she believed her night was all but a dream now. The Wanderer seemed to have found her place of being. She found a place were she could come to at night and think. Think of every little thing that was within her head or nothing.

Her thoughts roamed, and her senses fell down. that is until a crisp voice echoed within her mind. His question made her thoughts explode and vanish within seconds. Eyes turned to look at the boy and Vela smiled at him lightly <b>"Hello there."</b> She cooed looking around him before focusing back on the child. <b>"Are you here all alone?"</b></blockquote>

It was obvious someone was there, but he wanted his intentions to be clear. Thus the wondering hello. He wasn't sneeking around in the dark with trouble up his sleeve.He had aimlessly meandered this way and did not want to alarm whoever was sittting upon the hill. A soft voice replied and he saw the outline of the inken girl. Curiuoser, and curiouser he lingered further placing a warm smile to his own lips. "Hi, I'm not disturbing you am I?" He asked with his polite, very slighty baritone voice. The black lad stopped and he could see more clear her features though it was unsure whether her eyes were blue or gray. She did not smell anything like anything that had entered his nose, nor did she look like anyone he knew.

Alone? Head gave a nod, there was no point in strangling the truth. It would be clear no one else was with him. Maybe it could be dangerous to admit, he saw nothing to gain from stating someone was with him. Head titled to the right, as he had yet to decide to sit or not. He could always head somewhere else if she requested it. "You?" He inquired casually.

are you with me through it all?

<blockquote> He was a young man still, barley growing into his body. She smiled at him her tail flicking slightly behind her. He seemed to scan her from head to toe, taking in every aspect of her being. And she did the same. He smelt just as every other unknown thing smelt within this world. He was the first wolf she met since her arrival to the lands and thankfully he seemed friendly. <b>'No, no. Your not disturbing at all. I have just been looking at the stars tonight."</b> She spoke softly before gazing up at the beautiful lights once more.

And he replied just as she expected. He was alone just as she had suspected. His wanderlust mimicked hers with his travels to explore the unknown. Or maybe he knew every inch of this land and simply knew where to go. <b>"I've been traveling alone for a while now."</b> after she replied her gaze fell to the nothingness before them. The tall grass and the trees far away from the grassy area. <b>"But I think I'm ready to find a home now."</b> She spoke more to herself this time and sighed, eyes falling upon her companion once more. <b>'I'm Vela."</b> A wide grin ran across her lips.</blockquote>

The young lad had yet to reach his full potential in so many ways. Some day he would get there, he'd be an adult next month. It was odd, how close he was to it, entering into adult hood. Happy to see a smile returned, his black banner gave a half hearted wave. His smile grew as she had been looking at the stars to. He wasn't sure why he found this to his liking, or made him smile. It just did. Orange , slightly yellow pools shot a quick glance to high sky. Her voice brought them back down, telling she had been wandering awhile, now the want for a home. It was clear from her sigh. She seemed not much older than he, what had taken her from her family?

"What kind of home?" He asked. Maybe like Indru he could recruit a member to the Swift River. But he wanted to know what kind of home she wanted, and a little more about her. He wouldn't take just anyone to Swift River. Vela. It was beautiful, but simple. Short and sweet. A brief grin shifted his black lips, "I"m Triell."

(This post was last modified: Apr 15, 2011, 10:56 PM by Triell.)

are you with me through it all?