it was a cruel joke.
to awake on a cold morning with mist and sea salt in the wind, to see the remnants of a light snow and yet she felt fire. a scent that curled into her nose with little doubt as to what was happening here. her time had come and, of course, she was plagued with thoughts.
thoughts of asmodeus.
he would have loved her, had she been this the last time they crossed.
her heart felt a wrench. a jagged spike in the center of it that inspired nothing but anger. he would not have this. she would not flee to the taiga and sing siren songs for him when he could not fit her heart. she would confine herself to the coast. just like she did now.
she sat on icy shores and stared out into the sea, tail tucked firm around her paws.
to awake on a cold morning with mist and sea salt in the wind, to see the remnants of a light snow and yet she felt fire. a scent that curled into her nose with little doubt as to what was happening here. her time had come and, of course, she was plagued with thoughts.
thoughts of asmodeus.
he would have loved her, had she been this the last time they crossed.
her heart felt a wrench. a jagged spike in the center of it that inspired nothing but anger. he would not have this. she would not flee to the taiga and sing siren songs for him when he could not fit her heart. she would confine herself to the coast. just like she did now.
she sat on icy shores and stared out into the sea, tail tucked firm around her paws.
February 01, 2022, 11:52 AM
a curious scent carried on the winds over sapphique. coraline was far too young for that instinctive knowledge that came to mature wolves when they encountered such, but she was old enough to feel quite agitated by it. restless and anxious, as if something was wrong.
somehow, at some point, the sea girl convinced herself that someone could be hurt and she ought to investigate. and she did just that, realizing as she pursued the source that they were unfamiliar to her. coraline knew that her mother had taken someone into the pack; she'd fully intended to avoid the newcomer. deciding that it was too late to turn back, coraline followed the trail until she saw the back of a woman sitting at the beach.
just lounging, as if she owned it. coraline bristled and stood awkwardly, wrestling with a befuddling mixture of anger and confusion.
somehow, at some point, the sea girl convinced herself that someone could be hurt and she ought to investigate. and she did just that, realizing as she pursued the source that they were unfamiliar to her. coraline knew that her mother had taken someone into the pack; she'd fully intended to avoid the newcomer. deciding that it was too late to turn back, coraline followed the trail until she saw the back of a woman sitting at the beach.
just lounging, as if she owned it. coraline bristled and stood awkwardly, wrestling with a befuddling mixture of anger and confusion.
February 13, 2022, 09:37 PM
jorunn was not so blind as to not catch a fiery ember in the corner of her eye.
a stark cutting figure against the cold waters. bristled as if she was the points of the sun. jorunn could feel the heat from her.
damned her own.
this woman is young though. young enough to perhaps be on of erzulie's (or rosalyn's) countless children of the sea.
and so despite the cutting sensations of fired nerves underneath her skin, she sought to show kind respect. tail kept tight against her as hunched her frame some.
did she wish to show respect?
or did she wish to disappear?
a stark cutting figure against the cold waters. bristled as if she was the points of the sun. jorunn could feel the heat from her.
damned her own.
this woman is young though. young enough to perhaps be on of erzulie's (or rosalyn's) countless children of the sea.
and so despite the cutting sensations of fired nerves underneath her skin, she sought to show kind respect. tail kept tight against her as hunched her frame some.
did she wish to show respect?
or did she wish to disappear?
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