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LunarSolstice

Stardust: 520✪
#1

Nastasya Vasiliev



A small haze of dust filled sunlight peeked thru the small cracks of the moss covered den, quietly disturbing the sleep of a woman cloaking that of a young man, stirring with a soft moan of frustration at having been brought from a peaceful slumber. An ear flicked at the sound of songbirds and the soothing notes of young frogs and toads, greeting the morning with croaks and chirps. Slowly saturated rose eyes peeled open past coral and cream lids, flickering a few times as though trying to blink away the warm sun from existence, truly just trying to adjust to the summer light. Her muzzle shimmied down to tuck her face away from the sun but soon found her nose being full of ebon and rust fur, head resting atop her companion whom remained sleeping under her delicate frame. It wasn't much of a surprised, they seemed to regularly get into a position of her resting her head over his neck or visa versa, protecting it throughout the night from anything that might lurk out in the dark, on the rare occasion she would find her chin on top of his noggin.

Taking in a breath, she slipped a paw off from atop his back before lifting her head off of him groggily, letting out as silent a yawn as possible, air filling her lungs in no time at all before it hissed back out from her rose gold nose. She continued to lay there lazily for a moment, looking down at the larger male for a little while before a tender smile slid along her muzzle, a warmth filling her beast as she was once again happy to wake with someone there with her. It still felt surreal to have someone always there, ready to support and learn with her, travel with her. Be with her. She was on cloud nine, intoxicated with life right now and how it was everything she ever hoped it would be. Well apart from the family she so desired to achieve some day. Her eyes remained on him as she was starting to truly feel that he could be that dream fulfilled, that he was the one she had failed to find for so long. Yet, she was afraid to bring any of that up, afraid she'd scare him away with such talk.

It had only been a little over a season since they met up in the cascades, a place of enchantment in her mind, a land of fairytales come true. Was he that fairytale prince?

Now wasn't the time to think about that, there were other things that needed decisions made and she needed to figure out her answer. With hesitation, she withdrew from Raiden's warmth and stood with a couple aches and pains along her legs from having them cramped up to her body. Carefully she maneuvered from around him and dunked her head under the hanging roots and wisteria vines, trying not to bring too much light into the den so he could rest for as long as he desired, each step helping loosen her muscles and in turn taking away the aches. The sun beamed down even sharper as the soft violet petals cascaded down her neck, leaving her face, though even that light was mere streams as they passed down from the canopy above. The fresh scent of morning dew and petrichor married the air, a scent she loved, a feeling of purity. Her paws slid into the mulch covered grasses, going into a deep stretch to waken herself up a bit more and allow her body that tantalizing release of stiffness that hurt for a moment before relief blanketed the body.

Looking around for a moment, she headed toward the sound of a songbird she recognized, heading a good few yards away from the den with a small pep in her step, feeling mostly at ease right now. After a bit of walking, looking up she could see the bright golden canaries, throats moving more so than their beaks as they played a fascinating song. She watched their heads flicker around with different notes that sounded as though they could be from multiple birds or not even birds at all, with the clicking to the varied pitches. Even with that distraction, she slipped into her thoughts about joining a pack after having been a loner for half a decade, only ever joining caravans for long travel in the past. A nomadic life to be tossed into that of a buzzing pack life; she could be a healer for so many and have a safe place to stay when she wasn't traveling somewhere. It all sounded so pleasant until she thought about her companion being a scout while she was to often be left in the camp, though she knew she'd be able to travel with him, especially with the excuse of obtaining herbs but she was wary. What if she cursed the pack by being there. Everything always came to an end around her, demons danced in her shadow.

Taking in a breath, she let out a sigh before joining in with the birds with soft humming. There was such a vast range of notes between the birds and herself but they seemed to harmonize into an ever changing melody.


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Loner

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gender: Male

age: 2

posts: 57

Plymouth

Stardust: 310✪
#2

TAKA RAIDEN

They'd fallen into a steady rhythm, living together, breathing together, sleeping together. He remembered falling asleep, tangled in her embrace while he dreamed of roaming the lands with her. They were happy dreams that caused the curvature of a smile to appear on his lips. He was none the wiser as his lover carefully threaded herself away from him. To say that he slept like a log would be an understatement because the log might make a sound if it were stepped upon or disturbed... but not he. He laid there in their den as he dreamed of paths yet untraveled and adventures yet untaken... until he heard the sound of an angel in his sleep.

In his mind's eye he could see birds twittering away in the tops of trees but perched up there with them was a russet, soft-furred saint. He smiled at her and took a step forward... but then awoke to find that the twittering birds were still a part of the waking world.

How late in the morning was it? Already the area that Nastasya had occupied was cool. No panic awoke in him though. He knew that this companion would not abandon him and that she'd simply stepped out because she'd woken sooner.

Carefully he edged his way out of the den and stretched out his still-waking limbs. Golden eyes would blearily look around for his friend but his nose did a better job of pointing him out in the right direction. He followed her scent until he came upon her and unabashedly he sat down next to her. It was not the same song as in his dream but instead it was a better melody than he ever could have imagined. Gently he touched his nose to her cheek in a gentle kiss. “Good morning, my l--” He paused, caught himself, and awkwardly finished with, “My sweetheart.” On his face was one of his goofy grins as he tried to backpedal from the word that they had yet to use. It had been a slip, and one that he hoped she wouldn't notice or mind.

“How did you sleep?”

“I am speaking”

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Loner

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gender: Female

age: 6y

posts: 98

post log:

LunarSolstice

Stardust: 520✪
#3

Nastasya Vasiliev



The song didn't seem to die down any faster than she had noticed it start, playing in tempo with the chaos that were the little birds, lost in her own little world taken by nature. She only had them to thank for the peace that came to her rapid thoughts, lulled into a blanket of security and the hell that followed her every step as she had aged day by day, year by year. That hell wasn't gone but it felt more tamed, meeting so many kindhearted wolves this year that it sent her into some relief and belief once again that this place could change. Ruby eyes closed as she dreamed of a happy life finally being welcomed to her, the thought of puppies frolicking around her, her own in a place of safety, no repeats of the past. It was a pleasant thought that was interrupted by the sound of another's approach.

Steps came from behind her and up along her side, sluggishly they closed off distance before stopping next to her, the scent along her fur seeming to become stronger as the same tones came from the new company. Or should she say old-new company? Eyes cracked open as a dark muzzle pressed gently into her cheek, causing her to let out a higher pitch, trilled hum in a tiny bit of surprise and happiness. A giggle gently echoed as the hummed died down completely, leaning gently into his delicate kiss so to turn her head and offer him one in return. Deep russet ears flicked forward as he greeted her with a subtle morning rasp of just waking, though it was what he went to say but didn't that got her attention far more, tilting her head as she looked at a goofy grin playing upon his lips. My l-. There weren't many forms of address that started with l. She doubted he would call her My Lady so that left her with one other option and she felt her heart twist in her chest with butterflies, wondering if that was the word he was going to say.

That left her looking at him longer, wondering why he stopped and changed what he was going to say, falling back on something she often called him. In the past she might have been a little hurt or became nervous but this wasn't a man that desired to hurt her, at least she hoped her trust was placed correctly in that regard. Instead, she leaned more and more into him, ears drawn back as she smiled up at him coyly, a paw lightly pressing over his own as she batted her eyes at him innocently. "What did you say, dearest? I didn't quite catch it. Something with a la sound," she cooed softly, feeling that bubbling playfulness she often got around him. She didn't want to outright ask if he meant to say what she thought he did, just in case she was wrong and made fool of herself. It was a word that meant far more than just friendship after all. She noticed in those moments his eyes were much like the canary's feathers above, they were always so distracting and bright.

A single ear swiveled to his last question, tail swaying behind her and messing with the dirt and moss. "Blissful, much to my surprise...since we are in Geld. Curled up to you makes me feel safe and helps keep many nightmares at bay. Thank you for that comfort and always being there," she spoke with gratefulness and full sincerity.

"Did you sleep well? Sorry if I woke you."


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