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You ask me what I'm thinking about, - Cole - November 03, 2024
The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the valley as Cole settled into his routine. The late afternoon light bathed the landscape in a warm golden hue, but there was a chill in the air that seeped into his bones—a reflection of the turmoil swirling in his mind.
He busied himself with the task at hand, digging in the earth to bury the bones of old carcasses, remnants of hunts past. The ground was cool beneath his paws, offering a certain comfort in its stability. Yet each bone he covered felt like a reminder of something he couldn’t quite shake off—an echo of his last interaction with @Arnarkla. Her icy demeanor and pointed words lingered like a shadow over him.
With every shovelful of dirt, he tried to bury the weight of his unease, but the feelings only grew heavier. Had he pushed too far with his teasing? Was there something deeper that he had missed in their playful banter? He wanted to believe that their dynamic was lighthearted, but doubt gnawed at him. The playfulness had faded, replaced by an uncomfortable silence that hung between them like a thick fog.
Cole paused to glance up, watching the way the trees swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves rustling softly. The serenity of the valley felt at odds with the turmoil within him. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of damp earth and fading sunlight, hoping to ground himself. Perhaps it was just a fleeting moment, one that would pass with time. But for now, he couldn’t help but feel the weight of his thoughts pressing down on him like the cool, dark soil he continued to cover over the bones.
RE: You ask me what I'm thinking about, - Adalynn - November 04, 2024
silver princess is lead astray from her wandering, checking to see what may had changed since the departure. if any beasts ruined her home. a strange scent clogged the air — something familiar that curled her stomach.
but her attention is stolen away by the sounds of dirt being dug up, and eternally curious adalynn follows. afterall, if this was a coyote, it needed to be chased..
instead, all she finds is a giant man digging holes and throwing bones into it. how uncouth.
what are you doing?ice eyes peer over the bones. none from wolves. none from It.
did mother or father order you to build a graveyard for food?
RE: You ask me what I'm thinking about, - Cole - November 04, 2024
Cole paused mid-dig, glancing down at the silver pup. Her gaze was sharp, her curiosity unmistakable. He tilted his head, studying her for a second.
Adalynn, right?he asked, more to confirm than anything else, a gentle note of uncertainty coloring his voice.
When she nodded, he resumed his work, scooping another pawful of dirt aside before tossing in a few more bones.
Habit, more than anythin' else,he said, his voice quiet and steady, as though sharing a secret.
Burying what's been left behind. Keeps the valley clean. Keeps predators away.
There was something almost reverent in the way he went about it, a rhythm in his work that came from years of the same motions.