Post by Misao on Jan 21, 2005 22:52:46 GMT -5
[glow=Maroon,2,300]Crimson red optics scan the horrizon. Misao, a normally sweet varg with a usually well kept white fur coat, sits alone. She is emotionally unstable as she gazes down the hill, the voice of her recently suicidal death of her brother Mesoa resounding in her ears.
She remembers every word he said: "Misao, I promise. We'll always be together. You will always be my eyes, to guide me where ever I may go!"
'That's right Mesoa. I'll always be with you. I promise..'
However, "Promises are so easily broken" she murmurred as she gazed at the white lands that winter had left for her and the other vargs of this area. "And lives so easily lost." With this comment her voice sounded chocked.
Misao felt her throat constrict, and the powerful sensation of deep sorrow filled the young whelp. The memory of Mesoa's accidental suicide was a very fresh memory for it happened by four days ago.
Misao knew how tragic it was a death. To blindly run off the edge of a cliff, never seeing it; or the rocks bellow. Felt how horrid it is to be ignored by your birth parents, only to be raised by the loving Nurse, Beta, and siklas of the pack. To have one lost brother, and two spoiled rotten sisters that demand attention as soon as they awaken. It had been so exasperating to hear them whine nd pout and yell whenever they didn't get exactally what they wanted.
"Mesoa... You broke your promise..." She whispered to the wind that whipped about her cold and wet form. Matted fur wasn't helping her predicament. She was beginning to feel out of place with no one around, and was starting to feel a longing as light tears cascaded down her fury cheeks.
She tried to stop herself from crying. She kept telling herself to grow up, that Mesoa was gone and he'd never come back. However the shinning tears kept coming. Soon she had thrown herself to the ground. Sobbing her pain away, leaving her self only aware of the ever growing cold. She hears no crunch of snow, she sees no aproaaching varg. She can only see the blurry vision of her brothers face, and his last moments on earth...[/glow]
She remembers every word he said: "Misao, I promise. We'll always be together. You will always be my eyes, to guide me where ever I may go!"
'That's right Mesoa. I'll always be with you. I promise..'
However, "Promises are so easily broken" she murmurred as she gazed at the white lands that winter had left for her and the other vargs of this area. "And lives so easily lost." With this comment her voice sounded chocked.
Misao felt her throat constrict, and the powerful sensation of deep sorrow filled the young whelp. The memory of Mesoa's accidental suicide was a very fresh memory for it happened by four days ago.
Misao knew how tragic it was a death. To blindly run off the edge of a cliff, never seeing it; or the rocks bellow. Felt how horrid it is to be ignored by your birth parents, only to be raised by the loving Nurse, Beta, and siklas of the pack. To have one lost brother, and two spoiled rotten sisters that demand attention as soon as they awaken. It had been so exasperating to hear them whine nd pout and yell whenever they didn't get exactally what they wanted.
"Mesoa... You broke your promise..." She whispered to the wind that whipped about her cold and wet form. Matted fur wasn't helping her predicament. She was beginning to feel out of place with no one around, and was starting to feel a longing as light tears cascaded down her fury cheeks.
She tried to stop herself from crying. She kept telling herself to grow up, that Mesoa was gone and he'd never come back. However the shinning tears kept coming. Soon she had thrown herself to the ground. Sobbing her pain away, leaving her self only aware of the ever growing cold. She hears no crunch of snow, she sees no aproaaching varg. She can only see the blurry vision of her brothers face, and his last moments on earth...[/glow]