Cabin in the woods (closed)

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[PRIVATE] Cabin in the woods (closed)

Ascended Helovian

Midas the Gallant Posts: 1,164

Deceased

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 14.3 hh :: Immortal :: Soul is 7 (FF) Buff: HUNTER

Fina :: Common Zephyr :: Phoenix & Wakiya & Neve :: Common Zephyr :: Arctic Angel

12-04-2014, 10:20 PM

She looked to me, brightening visibly when our eyes met. Somehow I took comfort in witnessing a faint glow spread into those gild rimmed gems. That soft stare sparked a warm flame somewhere deep in my gut. I felt selfish, nursing personal wounds when she had/was weathering a storm; whose cause remained to be seen.

Despite physically appearing malnourished, sleep deprived and in need of a hardy bath, (yar, we are both in good company with all three) she was managing alright. Or at least appeared to be. Africa still possessed an important fraction, her sense of self, her mind. It seemed to be intact; I'd already learned the hard way that a broken mind couldn't be easily restored. In fact some might say tis downright impossible. I held her stare for a moment, listening. But soon my gaze trailed down. "Change?" A quiet chuckle rose from my chest, "Then ye should keep better company," I grinned weakly, grappling at humor seemed awkward, be in a small way it made me feel better. "I've been a fool on more than one occasion."

She leans over, I can feel the moisture in her breath as it lingers on my fur. The luring warmth when those delicate velvet soft hairs glide to brush a tendril of matted hair aside. Beneath my pelt the flesh tingles to life in the wake of her pass, and I suddenly, selfishly wish she'd linger longer.

Yar, a question

Was I well? That is the second time she's asked me in the last twelve hours, "Aye," I answered, finally looking up, "There are others far worst off than me." Indeed, I was standing in a cramped room with one such individual. Though this type of weakness was temporary, a body could be nourished and restored. Muscles, would like eventually become seasoned. Even her wing...I glanced down the length of her long spine and lingered on the mistreated appendage, "Does thee want to talk about...what brought ye here?"

@[Africa]

MIDAS