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05-20-2017, 08:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-20-2017, 08:05 PM by Stellaluna.)
Stellaluna...
The pair and their lackadaisical conduct is nothing short of enthralling, and before she even becomes aware of herself, the tiny black point of her nose is inching nearer, lips agape, engrossed expression dangling down from her wooden refuge - of course, she blends well into her murky, night-black surroundings, so the chance of her insignificant presence luring notice still seems slim. There is a moment, while the lighter-coated woman speaks, that the little bat’s grip falters and old Mrs Oak shudders, tossing auburn leaves in mild protest. A soft kiss presses into the rough, cold bark and she regains her balance quickly, evading in turn, the flick of glowing crimson eyes beneath; at the same time, the canopy gives birth to an owl’s bothered flight. A silent yawn stretches past elastic jowls, for the pup is still young, and tiredness nags at her wandering mind. Baby Ringtail draws back to her side, attracted to the warmth radiating beneath the thin membrane of her wings, and Stellaluna huddles down upon her roost while the pair banter on below. She moves a glance by them again, curious tangled through fatigue, but the long-lashed lids above grow too heavy to bear; they blink once and recover, blink twice and roll back with a serene sort of calmness. While the wind buffets by, the swarthy bat succumbs to the delightful lull of sleep and the commotion below becomes naught but the soft drone of imagined berceuse. Quickly falls the painted canvas of all things past across her sleeping conscious; the raucous chatter of a flock called to wake by the dim caress of evening and the flight that would see them into a field of summer fruit, all ripe for the taking. The bat swoops among them and the little red fox swings beside, there is no strain between them for they are yet to fall apart, and the ‘tiggy’ game they play denotes the pure innocence of their youth. "Turn on the dark, I'm afraid of the light!" |
@Luthais
