February 07, 2015, 09:49 AM
ooc: Osprey's "Lovegame" plot. 8th February - Day 2. Set near Horizon ridge.
AW for people, who replied in "Rough drafts", but anyone, who has a male character, is welcome to join. The only requirement is that your character acts more canine-like and not as a human. Osprey is in heat, therefore she acts differently and has a strong specific scent that can affect your character on a certain level. Imagine, what would he do as a wolf, if they happened to be around her?
Life was a neverending land of euphoria these days. The "old and dull" Osprey that was left behind would have been amazed by the amount of optimism the new version had. It seemed that there was nothing that could upset her. A failed hunt - screw it! - hunger and despair were meant for the weak ones. A rejected offer of friendship (somehow there were people, who failed to notice, how great and wonderful she was, these days) - oh well, there were plenty people in the world, who would snatch it. A paw hurt during an unlucky fall - ha - she had three sound ones instead!
With her spirits high she left the plateau behind and set out in the world. It had taken a bit of hesitation before she decided, whether her path would lead North or South or West. Crossing the mountain range had seemed a nice option, but then again - she would not meet people there. The last thing Osprey wanted these days, were to be alone. She craved for company, for physical contact, for being liked and loved just the same way she liked and loved the world and everyone in it. South! She decided only to realize an hour later that her inner compass had messed up the directions and she had been going in the opposite direction.
Again it seemed important to stop now and then to mark the way so that she could get back home later. Not that it had been a problem in the past, yet now she couldn't understand, why a simpler way of marking her path in order not to get lost hadn't crossed her mind earlier. She stopped by the river to have a drink and, when she paused to lick her lips clean fromt he excess water, she caught her reflection. I am not that bad, she thought and chuckled.
AW for people, who replied in "Rough drafts", but anyone, who has a male character, is welcome to join. The only requirement is that your character acts more canine-like and not as a human. Osprey is in heat, therefore she acts differently and has a strong specific scent that can affect your character on a certain level. Imagine, what would he do as a wolf, if they happened to be around her?
Life was a neverending land of euphoria these days. The "old and dull" Osprey that was left behind would have been amazed by the amount of optimism the new version had. It seemed that there was nothing that could upset her. A failed hunt - screw it! - hunger and despair were meant for the weak ones. A rejected offer of friendship (somehow there were people, who failed to notice, how great and wonderful she was, these days) - oh well, there were plenty people in the world, who would snatch it. A paw hurt during an unlucky fall - ha - she had three sound ones instead!
With her spirits high she left the plateau behind and set out in the world. It had taken a bit of hesitation before she decided, whether her path would lead North or South or West. Crossing the mountain range had seemed a nice option, but then again - she would not meet people there. The last thing Osprey wanted these days, were to be alone. She craved for company, for physical contact, for being liked and loved just the same way she liked and loved the world and everyone in it. South! She decided only to realize an hour later that her inner compass had messed up the directions and she had been going in the opposite direction.
Again it seemed important to stop now and then to mark the way so that she could get back home later. Not that it had been a problem in the past, yet now she couldn't understand, why a simpler way of marking her path in order not to get lost hadn't crossed her mind earlier. She stopped by the river to have a drink and, when she paused to lick her lips clean fromt he excess water, she caught her reflection. I am not that bad, she thought and chuckled.
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My poor little flashlight - by Osprey - February 07, 2015, 09:49 AM
RE: My poor little flashlight - by Raphael - February 08, 2015, 05:16 AM
RE: My poor little flashlight - by Osprey - February 08, 2015, 10:54 AM