OOC: Mood Music Night beckoned softly with the sway of naked trees, drawing the eye from white earth to black clouded sky. Each pull of long spires, a lure for the rise of a lone wanderer of the earth to embark within the night. The cold was biting, encouraging the restless spirit to remain within the waking world where near all life had fallen silent. Not dead, but slumbering, awaiting the glimpse of radiant beams to part the gloom and bring the warmth of its smile to those ravaged by ice and snow. There were hours yet to wait until then, and for another night, she would receive its smile on the birth of a new day.
But she was tired, and cold, a loner's banner to complement an unrelenting pride. Were it not for the silence, the way of the cursed world, she might have found her bed in the warmth of a hollowed tree. Or perhaps alongside the warm bodies of others unknown. The only aspect of the mountain she missed; however distant the community, however cold their gaze, there was always warmth to be found in fur and flesh.
Yet there was only air now. Each sigh of the winds made it all the more colder, biting through matted fur and worn flesh to bone. The ache nigh unbearable, yet still she carried on; a spectre along the lake. Beneath heavy paw, the ice sang of her presence, creaking softly at first til she dared tread further out. Only when their octaves reached a splitting tune did she back away from darker ledges til their songs became whispers again. Her ears danced to the tune til another chord join, bidding she still for a moment in search of its origin. Surely another was not awake at this hour, though amber and umber betrayed her as they fell upon the visage of living dark. Unearthed coal within the pristine folds calling forth the attention of all that lingering awake in the late hour. She gave it no word, only the silent regard to its passing across the white til it paused... until he paused by the lake to look beyond its crystal form.
She woofed softly. |