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Post by skye ! on Aug 24, 2009 18:03:12 GMT -5
Almira[/u][/color][/size] And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay. [/color][/size][/right]
Ebony padded paws carried the lithe canine form swiftly down the seemingly endless beach, inflamed muscles bunching and releasing repeatedly, footprints marking an evident trail in the cold snow covered sand, after kicking it up to be swept into the salty breeze. After miles of running, her body ached to stop, her muscles screaming out in pain, but instead of giving into the throbbing within her limbs, she let it sink in to her very being, enjoying the liberating feeling. Whiteness enveloped her entire being, blocking out the surrounding scenery which carried her ashen colored silhouette. The sand blanketed in a velvety fluff beneath her paws, the ocean at her side and the trees to her opposite were all blocked out with the white-hot pain that accompanied her exhausted muscles. Just a bold color, obscuring her vision from the world around her. The ocean crashing against the shores was but a mere drumming within her elevated auds. She focused on her shaky and heavy breathing, ignoring everything else.
She continued on like this for a long while, taking in the suffocating heat that had enveloped her as her body released, attempting to cool itself off. But eventually she had to come to a stop when she felt her limbs could take no more exertion. She slowed to a walk, and ultimately to a halt. Her world seemed to spin, the white-out effect slowly draining from her vision, the scenery being made known to her once more. Her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath, dragging in every last ounce of oxygen, while ignoring the urge to collapse to the sandy beach. With each breath taken into her nares, she began to taste the salt that lingered in the air. She pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth unconsciously and shook out her auburn colored fur, while slowly pivoting on her hind legs to face the vast ocean before her. She narrowed her eyes as the white-capped, indigo ocean came into sight. Her exhaustion was forgotten as she pondered over how she'd managed to put such a large distance between herself and the blue abyss. Slowly, she turned her elevated cranium to peer down the seemingly endless beach. But the sights were all the same, just as they'd been during her long run.
After bringing a halt to her exhausting run she'd taken a seat on the flat surface of a rock nearby, attempting to catch her breath and relax her tiring muscles. After that she had every intention of seeking out some company to serve as her day's entertainment. Whether or not she'd find any was completely in the hands of Fate. Although a good amount of scents lingered in the salty air she wasn't sure that any of them would even be worth the time she was currently willing to put forward by interracting with her kind for the first time in months. Of course she had a secret hope to happen upon a male, one that could possibly hold his own in a conversation. There were few things of which she were completely certain when it came to finding the right companion. One, she was not interested in associating with the same sex. Most of her gender tended to irk her, whether it was their intention or not. And although she gave all genders a fair chance to gain her interest, her impressions of females had always been more guarded, leaving them with a slim chance of them actually intriguing her. And two, she had no patience for small talk. She could discuss the weather in her own mind, she didn't need a wolf to give his insignificant opinions about it or any other topic similiar to this one. Her desires were extremely picky and overly thorough, but they were honest. She didn't want her first meeting with a wolf to end badly.
With that thought, she raised her slender muzzle to the heavens above, as if directing her developing call to the gods who hovered there. Blackened lips parted to release a melodic and naturally eerie call to anyone who listening. As her song came to an end she lowered her cranium to it's normal height, emerald pools searching for a replying specimen of life.
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inksplatter
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so listen to the sound of the river, it's inaudible cause you don't flow. [D3v:inksplatter]
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Post by inksplatter on Aug 29, 2009 17:18:33 GMT -5
my parachute didn't open & when my backup failed
I'm fucking exhausted...
Awfully, it wasn't all too surprising to find, or at least hear, so many other inhabitants across and within Ivory Coast. The place was at the top of the approving list, rather one of them, in the area of favorites he was beginning to take quick likings to. Venturing further down the largely, stretched out coast, his drooping eyelids were beginning to slide shut due to the deprived amount of sleep that hung from his reach the very night before. No, he wasn't up to anything for once in his life, his mind was just a blinding stir and anything of ease didn't appeal to him. The restless in and out of hours basically tied up sooner or later into the obnoxious flourish of morning's blinding sunlight and increasing chirps of the feathered Sir finch and Miss sparrow. At the time, he was just finding the grasp of sleep, too, but all in all, it completely fried his energy for this next day, or at least until he found appropriate sleep.
Now, that, was something he was definitely looking for, and he had no idea how he was still even moving or breathing. More and more sluggishly, he ambled step by step along the coast. Every few minutes he would pull himself to a wearily halt, and blink a few times in attempt to awaken himself... which, in commonly every case, came to be an utter failure. Forcing his eyelids open, his darkly mixed jaded eyes fixated on the horizon ahead of him as he arose to his aching feet yet again.
He was beginning to honestly think he was going nuts, or that he slurped up something bizarre because in no way was what he was hearing real. That or the damn mosquitoes spruced his blood type with a wonderful disease. The rather quick padding of light footed feet whirled just beyond him, and he swore he caught with his own eye a flash of warm colors that surely belonged on a coat of his own kind. Shaking his heavy head as he dropped his long, wet tongue from his jaws, he mumbled some rather unhappy words that'd rather be censored. It was odd, too, because despite his cussing and ill mannered words that were prickling out of his throat, he was not the worse of the worst. His personality varied far from anything inhumane, but surely hung in the pit of eager and excitement. He was just having a bad morning, just like waking up on the wrong side of the bed... with obnoxious birds in your ear.
"Damnit..." He mumbled under his breath, peeling his eyes back open as he came to a fumbling halt... or not. He'd fallen asleep while walking, and look at that, he ran right into and over the new girl! "Second... times the charm..." He grumbled slowly, blinking a couple of times as he rose and stepped off of the female he just pummeled like the last. Kiara. Except, she got the full on tackle because she started to venture away from him and he wasn't falling asleep at the time, either. He still felt a bit bad about that, but he shrugged it off like any other problematic situation, he wasn't the one that wasn't gonna be sore.
"Uh... sorry, Lassie..." He mumbled quizzically, falling in and out of his sleep walking state. Weird ass dream... One eye closed, then the other, and he begun to sway all over again, plopping his rump to the ground. Damn, he was really tired.
the pixie dust prevailed & i woke up next to you
[ooc - I wanted to post here if that's okay, your character seemed fun so... you'll see who this is once they talk about names. XD Random, but I thought it'd spice up something and make things fun!]
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Post by skye ! on Aug 30, 2009 1:12:33 GMT -5
Almira[/u][/color][/size] And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay. [/color][/size][/right] After releasing her call into the wilderness, to the many lives it contained, she could do nothing but wait for one of the listeners to approach, invite themselves into her world, even for just a moment or two. Despite the danger accompanied with alerting others of her presence, she was rather calm, eager to take her mind off the words her conscience screamed at her. The one who decided to waste their time with her would provide entertainment, and serve as a barrier between her and her unrelenting thoughts. However, it wouldn't be as if they were getting nothing in return. They'd have the pleasure of her company, of course. She was an entertaining wolf to be around. And in her opinion, she had a disposition to match no other.
After months of being on her own, she was looking forward to even the most irritating of presences. Or maybe she was more eager to put her smart-ass remarks to a test after such a long hiatus. She breathed out in huff, impatience growing on her, along with the exhaustion in result to such a voyage. Emerald pools glazed over in a stare, a slight slumber without drooping lids. The outside world became nothing but a blur to her, a vibrant backdrop against the tawny color of her pelt. Her mind was beginning to drift to an empty spot in her mind, a spot that could only be located in unconciousness.
As she continued to drift, her lids began to droop. However, just before finishing their descent, her heart jumped, seeming to exceed the small amount of space it had within her chest. This was the result of a clumsy presence she'd welcomed only moments ago. Not only was he disrupting her unconciousness, but he was disturbing the quiet peace that had begun envelope her. Impulsively, she released a snarl, jaws parting just to snap mere inches from the source of her surprise, she'd soon discover was a male. Her reaction was derived more from the fear that had crept up within her from the unexpected presence, rather than the anger at his carelessness.
After snapped she took a step back, studying at the male, she now considered, was an opponent. She braced herself, legs spread slightly in preperation for a possible onslaught. But as she looked closer into the expression of the male, she couldn't help but notice that she wasn't the only exhausted wolf here. At first she'd mistaken his facade as one of mental illness, perhaps a brute with rabies, or some related disease that she'd seen a few times within her travels. She lifted her head with this discovery, a reckless move, considering the knowledge she lacked when it came to him. But watching him sway after released a few mumbled words deemed him unfit for battle, especially against her.
"Perhaps you should watch where you stumble," she snapped, anger hinted in the undertones of the words she released from blackened lips. His lslumber seemed deeper than she would've imagined, however, and she couldn't help but release a sharp bark in his direction, attempting to awake him from whatever took ahold of his obviously distorted brain. [/blockquote][/color][/font] [Ooc;; It's fine, great actually! I've been waiting for someone to reply to this. ^^ ]
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