The sun hadn't yet reached its apex and a cool breeze pushed its way over the moor, making the grasses ripple like thousands of individual banners raised in battle. Had it not been for the rich green of the blades, a wolf could have been forgiven for believing that here was an area which was still seeing Autumn, not the warm Summer which touched the rest of the lands. The breeze was strong enough to whip Selkie's fur about her neck, the tufts framing her face.
On that narrow face was a frown. The she-wolf didn't halt, for she was rarely still except in slumber, and as she walked further into the smattering of trees a tutting sound lifted from her teeth and tongue. Some of the trees still stood straight and strong, but others had fallen. Selkie didn't know whether they had put up a good fight or folded like the grass beneath her paws – but it was a sight which invoked a feeling of disappointment.
Of course, there were far more important things the coppery female could have been disappointed about. She was a loner, and for now she was stuck in that narrow, lonely space between living and just existing. She had not eaten yet today, nor the day before, a fact which her stomach reminded her of with almost gleeful regularity. She hadn't seen a friendly face in days, or weeks – at this point she wasn't sure which. Selkie was alone in the world – but rather than facing that fact with drooping ears and self-pity, she was annoyed about it.
Her frown deepened as she passed another fallen tree. Selkie had struck out on her own with abundant optimism and energy, and now both were wearing a little thin. She paused to tilt her head back, leaf green eyes on the sky which would soon be brighter and bluer. Perhaps a Summer storm would be the catalyst she needed, though it didn't look like one was on the horizon.
On that narrow face was a frown. The she-wolf didn't halt, for she was rarely still except in slumber, and as she walked further into the smattering of trees a tutting sound lifted from her teeth and tongue. Some of the trees still stood straight and strong, but others had fallen. Selkie didn't know whether they had put up a good fight or folded like the grass beneath her paws – but it was a sight which invoked a feeling of disappointment.
Of course, there were far more important things the coppery female could have been disappointed about. She was a loner, and for now she was stuck in that narrow, lonely space between living and just existing. She had not eaten yet today, nor the day before, a fact which her stomach reminded her of with almost gleeful regularity. She hadn't seen a friendly face in days, or weeks – at this point she wasn't sure which. Selkie was alone in the world – but rather than facing that fact with drooping ears and self-pity, she was annoyed about it.
Her frown deepened as she passed another fallen tree. Selkie had struck out on her own with abundant optimism and energy, and now both were wearing a little thin. She paused to tilt her head back, leaf green eyes on the sky which would soon be brighter and bluer. Perhaps a Summer storm would be the catalyst she needed, though it didn't look like one was on the horizon.
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For something to believe in - by Selkie - July 13, 2016, 05:57 AM
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