Post by ›//x//S.hard\\x\\› on Nov 30, 2007 15:07:32 GMT -5
Dancing sat down in the leafy forest. Fresh scents overwhelmed him-much different from those of the Forest of Fears. He looked around for his mate- Fatality- but she was nowhere to be seen. Then the bushes rustled and out popped a she-wolf he knew so well. She smiled at him, her amazing pelt shimmering in the drops of water. She came down to sit next to him and they didnt make any noise or even eye contact for a long time. Eventually, Night spoke. He still didnt look at her beautiful face.
"I think it is time" He whispered.
"Time for what?" She replied casually though she knew in every way what he meant.
"Time we had pups"
That was the moment that they seemed to decide it subconciously and then send it telepathically. And then. And then. I dont think I have to go any further. They began to perform a ritual that showed they would entrust eachother in everything. Everything in the world. They would not live for themselves but live for their mate. They began mating for what seemed hours upon hours but may well have only been a few minutes...
MEANWHILE
Shard padded into the forest. His cold blue eyes fixed on anything he could find. He wanted a mate and desperatly so he could keep Psilfa going. He hoped in anything he would find one. He let out a mating call to the heavens above.
"I think it is time" He whispered.
"Time for what?" She replied casually though she knew in every way what he meant.
"Time we had pups"
That was the moment that they seemed to decide it subconciously and then send it telepathically. And then. And then. I dont think I have to go any further. They began to perform a ritual that showed they would entrust eachother in everything. Everything in the world. They would not live for themselves but live for their mate. They began mating for what seemed hours upon hours but may well have only been a few minutes...
MEANWHILE
Shard padded into the forest. His cold blue eyes fixed on anything he could find. He wanted a mate and desperatly so he could keep Psilfa going. He hoped in anything he would find one. He let out a mating call to the heavens above.
