Post by Snowflame on Apr 2, 2009 16:04:44 GMT -5
The bright and burning rays of Fenris seemed to seep through the fur of the young fae as she lay in the lush meadow and basked in the wonderful rays of the sun's anger. Snowflame closed her eyes and bet her red tinged tail onto the damp grass and growled in pleasure.
It was an unusually hot day for the beginning of Spring, but the young pale grey Drappa was not complaining. It hadn't been that long ago when she had been stuck in a small cave in the mountains because of a terrible snow storm, and she had been starving.
Snowflame cast her mind back to the present, and sighed happily as she bathed in the immense light and heat. Her heart bet calmly, and her bruised head lightly throbbed, as it usually did when she wasn't occupied with other worries. She flinched slightly as a bird gave out an eerie call, and shivered as the sun went behind a cloud, sending her into a shadow.
Snowflame stretched and yawned as she arose unsteadily to her paws, scratching the ground with her sharp and deadly claws. Her paws were usually muddy, but she had padded around in a stream before she arrived, so you could see that her paws were slightly lighter than the rest of her body.
The fae trotted around the meadow, scenting the air around her for any sign of company. Her ice blue eyes squinted in the light, and she was almost blinded once by the sun shining directly into her tender eyes. She whimpered, sat down, and clamped her eyes shut tight.
She wished she wasn't alone. She wished she had a friend. She wished somebody was here with her right now...
It was an unusually hot day for the beginning of Spring, but the young pale grey Drappa was not complaining. It hadn't been that long ago when she had been stuck in a small cave in the mountains because of a terrible snow storm, and she had been starving.
Snowflame cast her mind back to the present, and sighed happily as she bathed in the immense light and heat. Her heart bet calmly, and her bruised head lightly throbbed, as it usually did when she wasn't occupied with other worries. She flinched slightly as a bird gave out an eerie call, and shivered as the sun went behind a cloud, sending her into a shadow.
Snowflame stretched and yawned as she arose unsteadily to her paws, scratching the ground with her sharp and deadly claws. Her paws were usually muddy, but she had padded around in a stream before she arrived, so you could see that her paws were slightly lighter than the rest of her body.
The fae trotted around the meadow, scenting the air around her for any sign of company. Her ice blue eyes squinted in the light, and she was almost blinded once by the sun shining directly into her tender eyes. She whimpered, sat down, and clamped her eyes shut tight.
She wished she wasn't alone. She wished she had a friend. She wished somebody was here with her right now...