shine on evening skyfire

For my 'Looke! :D Takes place at Stavanger Bay.

Late afternoon sunlight filtered down through the sparse trees overhead and fell in scattered shards of gold on the soft, sandy grass around him. On the warm breeze, he could smell the decadent fragrance of honeysuckle mixed with the subtle, salty-sweet tang of the sea. Birds chattered and bees buzzed, and all he could think of was Julooke. There was a purity and a sweetness in her that was reminiscent of the simple, cleansing joy of lazy summer afternoons spent basking in the hot sun, and he couldn't help but think of her on a day as beautiful as this.

Even though they saw one another on a nearly daily basis, he still felt as though he'd been neglecting her. His attentions had been so intensely focused on the wolves at Wheeling Gull Isle, the death of Pump, talk of relocating the pack, and his pursuit of the Warden trade that he hadn't slowed down to simply be with her in a while now. Plus, there was still the matter of a den to settle on, too. He was tired of the cramped old tree they'd been sleeping in since their arrival in the lands, and since they'd been discussing moving the pack to Stavanger Bay anyway, he thought it would be a good idea to consider a densite there rather than waste time looking for one at Horizon Ridge. So with his heart dancing in anticipation and excitement, he turned his face into the sunshine and sent up a short, soft howl for Julooke, hoping she was somewhere nearby so they could spend some time together.