The full moon, and even the few evenings leading up to its official whole-bloom, had kept her awake and invigorated. She had roved, energized, for hours until finally, sleep had come and when it did, she rested deeply curled neatly into a forest grove on the mountain. The hours passed and only when she felt adequately rested from a handful of days of no sleep, she arose slowly.
The summer sun was high in the sky so she traveled to a nearby creek, still groggy, to rinse. While she had been there, a howl rose up -- one of question and was that.. hope? Ame's ears twitched and then she shook the excess water from her unruly dark fur. She hopped from the waters and jogged that way, fluid but swift in her grace as she left wet pawsteps in her wake.
She encountered the pale furred wolf with a look of interest. All dressed in shining white over a sleek form, she was easy on the eyes. Ame's muzzle lifted and she slowed; Ferdie nor Jace were here, so she would entertain until then and perhaps glean some information in the process.
The dark Rikudou rumbled a low note in greeting. She played down the smirking curve of her lips best she could, but it was difficult not to be so curious of this wolf -- so pale and not like many others she saw in just how moonlit she seemed.. even in the middle of the day. Ame circled her and through the motions and her carriage, the question remained: your purpose here on our mountain's step?
i want to bleed in the 「r a i n」