It's still burning

[OPEN] It's still burning

Alysanne the Devoted Posts: 641

World's Edge Queen atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 3.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 16 hh :: 11 years HP: 62 | Buff: NOVICE

Hemlock :: Flammulated Owl :: Heal & Cypress :: Great Horned Owl :: None Sarah

11-03-2014, 09:12 PM

It's all Butterflies and Rainbows

It was his smell that alerted her to his presence first, no more than a wisp on the breeze coming from the cliffs that grabbed her attention immediately. Flashes of memories associated with that scent removed all other thoughts from her mind, erased everything else she might have been focusing on. It wasn’t necessarily a good thing, how easily she was distracted by his presence, but this time she just couldn’t help it. Miykael would be a part of her heart until it stopped beating, the same way Hemlock was a part of her soul.

There had been a time when he had been a friend – a best friend – but the fact that she still loved him after all of the pain made her sure that he was more. He was family and if nothing else, what they had been through proved that she would never stop loving him. No matter what.

She only wished it could have been enough for him, that her love was the type he sought. But it wasn’t.

Not even now that she had left her love for Sasha in the past where it would flourish forever. There was another that caused that small smile to tug at the corners of her mouth when she was alone, whenever she happened to think of him.

Now was certainly not the time for that however.

Normally significantly more graceful on four legs than she was with her wings, Alysanne scrambled through the trees as quickly as she could – nearly plowing right into a passer-by that watched her with utter bewilderment as she hastily offered an apology without missing a single step. She had to see, had to know whether it was him. Whether he was here.

Hemlock had been off on a hunt but she could feel that he was making his way towards her, alerted by the sudden change in her mood, but Alysanne only had eyes for one when she broke through the trees and was standing in the crisp Frostfall air on the cliffs. Despite the hasty appearance, she skidded to a halt expertly before looking him over with a critical eye.

“Well well, look who’s back.”

And this time, the smile was real – blossoming over her face the way the warm sun melted snow to make way for spring. It was bright and forgiving because she couldn’t deny herself the joy at seeing him. Healthier than the last time, certainly, and back in the Edge. It was probably selfish of her to be so happy that he was here but she didn’t care right now. She just wanted to hear him talk, to know whether they were going to be alright.

@[Miykael]

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