Post by Keeper on Jan 19, 2006 19:05:18 GMT -5
Worn pads echo'd across the ground, a scarred white head held low. The air had changed here and the white she-wolf stopped, blinking hard.
"What the-" She questioned outloud angrily, hackles lifted, daggers unsheathed.
A scent, a rich scent of warmth and pride filled her, a scent that she had once remembered long ago. A scent she had been looking for all this time...
She blinked again and scowled. "No. It can't be.. He's gone." The large fae growled, brown eyes hardening dangerously, a growl in her throat, threatening to escape.
But, sure enough, the scent lingered on the air. And then, two others, so familair. A tear crept into her eyes and she whispered through the gloom:
"Icyen? Moon? Qi? Is it really you? You're back?" A sharp pain of rememberance pricked her chest where an iron bullet had lodged itself years ago.
"ICYEN!" She cried, leaping in the air as she heard a chorus of howls. She turned, and ran into the direction the howls had sounded- in the direction of the Moors.
Home.
Chase was going home.
"What the-" She questioned outloud angrily, hackles lifted, daggers unsheathed.
A scent, a rich scent of warmth and pride filled her, a scent that she had once remembered long ago. A scent she had been looking for all this time...
She blinked again and scowled. "No. It can't be.. He's gone." The large fae growled, brown eyes hardening dangerously, a growl in her throat, threatening to escape.
But, sure enough, the scent lingered on the air. And then, two others, so familair. A tear crept into her eyes and she whispered through the gloom:
"Icyen? Moon? Qi? Is it really you? You're back?" A sharp pain of rememberance pricked her chest where an iron bullet had lodged itself years ago.
"ICYEN!" She cried, leaping in the air as she heard a chorus of howls. She turned, and ran into the direction the howls had sounded- in the direction of the Moors.
Home.
Chase was going home.
