I don't care how far

[ƹƪæs†r]

I can go the distance

Flittering about the hazel washed sky, dozens of butterflies flew. Blue, red, orange, black, of just about any color imaginable. They had taken flight, long ago at the start of the year. Their path was clear, their minds set. They were heading north, to escape the coming dawn of heat. Why, why did it come so easily to them? The instinct to move and gather, while he had to struggle with the willpower to go across any territory. His eyes were barely open, dark slits of hazel. Just enough to glimpse the creatures above him, to marvel at them. Elaestr shifted, sending the insects launching off into the sky in surprise. He lay on his side, his shadow of a body stretched across the dust, sniffing the air. The smell of budding wheat and flowers was pungent here, blocking out any other smells. It made the wolf nervous, but in foliage this tall it would be near impossible to be spotted.

. . . . I need to move. . . he thought, gazing at the slowly swishing metallic sheen of the field. It was so hypnotizing, so relaxing. . . . Eli's paws ached with the past week's challenging travel, but he could not stop yet. There was still so much ground to cover. When will I find my home? Has if been forbidden that I have one? Am I fated to be a loner? he banished the thought from his head. Being positive is the key to success, isn't it? The male stood, shaking the dirt from his rather thin body. Prey was plentiful here, but he hadn't any luck catching so much as a rabbit. He was low on energy and would have to find something easy. Even a rat sounded appetizing. Surveying the landmark lacking environment, he chose on a direction that seemed like South. He began on his way, first at a walk, and then a rushed jog. Into the bright sky and for his hopes.

I know every mile will be worth my while

[colazshmew]

Don't even blink..;

Look at the sky...so blue, so clear, so bueatiful. Across the horizon, further than any eye could possibly follow. such a site...such a sense pf beauty...such exhileratating calmness. It was hard for Fathom not to run as fast as she was able, hard for her not to leap into the sky, snapping playfully at the hundreds of butterflies that were making their way to their desired destination. Such stubborn creatures. Even if they ran into trouble, the only thing on their minds would be to reach that one place. Nothing could distract them. Nothing could change their minds. Not even the sight of a small, black coated wolf, standing in the cover of the tall grass. Granted, she was small. Most of the grass seemed to be double her height.

Fathom's slight body shook with a small, unexpected tremble, causing her trail of thoughts to disappear. It had been a long time since she had eaten her fill, and this was clear to see. Her normally slight frame was even scrawnier than usual, and she seemed to be all bones underneath that fine coat of fur. And clearly her body did not agree with this, hence the trembling.

...Ah...how troublesome...

It was not that she wished to skip on her food, but simply the prospect of finding something to eat frightened her. It would mean venturing out and looking, which may draw attention to her. Besides, Fathom was finding it difficult to catch anything these days. Her slight built made it impossible for her to catch anything large on her own, and her waning strength left her unable to catch up to many of the smaller creatures.

Oh, great...



'cuz if you do, you'll miss me..;

[ƹƪæs†r]

Just like the wind it flows through you





I can't reach you when I thought I could

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