Post by Acantha on Apr 11, 2009 17:08:33 GMT -5
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The meadow grass consumed the lands as Fenris shone brightly in the sky. He warmed the earth from the harsh winter and then began the cycle of spring once again. The morning dew lingered on the fingers of grass and reflected all kinds of different auroras such as blues, pinks, yellows, and of course greens. The young fae padded through the tree line expecting the worst but seeing nothing she bolted into the meadow happily. Her grey tail wagged excitedly as her soft brown eyes danced playfully. Something caught her eyes as she snapped her head to the left. A beautiful butterfly was hovering around. She smiled and got low to the inspecting its colors. It was outlined black and had huge yellow wings with ivory spots and red outlining it. The grey pup stalked the insect and carefully watched it. She examined the pose of the butterfly as she locked on. The cub then pounced playfully at the bug batting at it in play. Her chocolate eyes sparkled in the early morning.
Chasing the butterfly around the meadow the cub giggled and her tail swished around excitedly. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and the trees that framed the meadow loomed over head. Her small paws bounded her off the ground in huge leaps getting close to the butterfly but not close enough to harm the bug; just close enough to make it fly off to a different spot. Then it took off into the air which made the young drappa race after it. She jumped up trying to reach it but it just got higher into the air. It flew off but the cub spotted a rock. It was tall enough for her to reach the butterfly and it was easy enough for her to climb on. She pondered all the possibilities of what could happen and the bad scenarios too. Thinking nothing of it the fae padded over to it as she examined it like the butterfly.
It had black rings around it. The fae sauntered over to it and lifted her head to look up at it. It was huge compared to her but she was too determined to back down. The grey pup lifted her paw and gripped onto it with her claws. It worked as she climbed up on it. Suddenly she lost her grip and slide downs it a little bit. Her brown hues widened but then went back down. She was not about to give it up. She finished her climb and got to the top her tail high in the air. Her light ears pricked up her black lips curling back into a smile. “And Acantha wins again!” she howled as she jumped up for the butterfly. Though while she was in the air it swerved from her reach resulting in her falling on her rump, though not hard enough for her to get injuried.
Shocked a little from the fall she shook her head and glared back up at the insect. “Fine be that way! I just wanted to play!” she shouted scornfully at the bug and prowled off into the grass. Daydreaming about how she longed for the summer she hadn’t noticed that she bumped into a figure. It was taller than her and it was looming over her. What is that? She thought as her brown eyes trailed up. It was just another rock. A small comical growl erupted from her chest. Acantha’s dark tan eyes glared at it as her tail came up; she turned her head pushes dirt on it with her
[/center]The meadow grass consumed the lands as Fenris shone brightly in the sky. He warmed the earth from the harsh winter and then began the cycle of spring once again. The morning dew lingered on the fingers of grass and reflected all kinds of different auroras such as blues, pinks, yellows, and of course greens. The young fae padded through the tree line expecting the worst but seeing nothing she bolted into the meadow happily. Her grey tail wagged excitedly as her soft brown eyes danced playfully. Something caught her eyes as she snapped her head to the left. A beautiful butterfly was hovering around. She smiled and got low to the inspecting its colors. It was outlined black and had huge yellow wings with ivory spots and red outlining it. The grey pup stalked the insect and carefully watched it. She examined the pose of the butterfly as she locked on. The cub then pounced playfully at the bug batting at it in play. Her chocolate eyes sparkled in the early morning.
Chasing the butterfly around the meadow the cub giggled and her tail swished around excitedly. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth and the trees that framed the meadow loomed over head. Her small paws bounded her off the ground in huge leaps getting close to the butterfly but not close enough to harm the bug; just close enough to make it fly off to a different spot. Then it took off into the air which made the young drappa race after it. She jumped up trying to reach it but it just got higher into the air. It flew off but the cub spotted a rock. It was tall enough for her to reach the butterfly and it was easy enough for her to climb on. She pondered all the possibilities of what could happen and the bad scenarios too. Thinking nothing of it the fae padded over to it as she examined it like the butterfly.
It had black rings around it. The fae sauntered over to it and lifted her head to look up at it. It was huge compared to her but she was too determined to back down. The grey pup lifted her paw and gripped onto it with her claws. It worked as she climbed up on it. Suddenly she lost her grip and slide downs it a little bit. Her brown hues widened but then went back down. She was not about to give it up. She finished her climb and got to the top her tail high in the air. Her light ears pricked up her black lips curling back into a smile. “And Acantha wins again!” she howled as she jumped up for the butterfly. Though while she was in the air it swerved from her reach resulting in her falling on her rump, though not hard enough for her to get injuried.
Shocked a little from the fall she shook her head and glared back up at the insect. “Fine be that way! I just wanted to play!” she shouted scornfully at the bug and prowled off into the grass. Daydreaming about how she longed for the summer she hadn’t noticed that she bumped into a figure. It was taller than her and it was looming over her. What is that? She thought as her brown eyes trailed up. It was just another rock. A small comical growl erupted from her chest. Acantha’s dark tan eyes glared at it as her tail came up; she turned her head pushes dirt on it with her
small hind legs and walked off. Seeing a green soft patch of sunlit grass she ran over to it and smiled happily. She curled around the sunlight and lied down on the warm grass. Then something in the trees moved. She looked up fear catching her eyes as she awaited her visitor to come out. Though she could no longer contain herself and dipped her head. She then let out a greeting howl that rang throughout the meadow and the forest that lay beyond the meadow’s horizon.
Acantha dipped her grey puppy muzzle as her black lips curled into a smile. A warm spring breeze blew past the pups ears that seemed to big for her head. Her tongue dropped out of her mouth and white fans glinting in the sunlight. There was not a cloud in the clear blue sky. The light colored she-pup sat up on her haunches and her smile grew bigger and her tail would not stop wagging. It moved in more of a circular motion than the traditional back and forth. Acantha posed into a play bow for a moment exited about seeing a new varg. It was always something that she had always liked doing because all the Varg she meant were always so nice.
The ivory femme straightened up as she breathed in heavily then let out a big ball of air. Then the young drappa closed her mouth but couldn’t keep it closed for long. “Come on out I won’t hurt you! Please I’m lonely!” she called out like a young puppy. The poor wolf dog didn’t know she might scare it off for her scent was both dog and wolf. She had no idea about it though she was abandon by her adopted mother. It was not her fault though. She couldn’t help but being what she was. Her snout was slimmer than a varg’s muzzle though she was not aware of this. Her grey muzzle held itself tall and her ears were pricked up to catch any sound.
Acantha dipped her grey puppy muzzle as her black lips curled into a smile. A warm spring breeze blew past the pups ears that seemed to big for her head. Her tongue dropped out of her mouth and white fans glinting in the sunlight. There was not a cloud in the clear blue sky. The light colored she-pup sat up on her haunches and her smile grew bigger and her tail would not stop wagging. It moved in more of a circular motion than the traditional back and forth. Acantha posed into a play bow for a moment exited about seeing a new varg. It was always something that she had always liked doing because all the Varg she meant were always so nice.
The ivory femme straightened up as she breathed in heavily then let out a big ball of air. Then the young drappa closed her mouth but couldn’t keep it closed for long. “Come on out I won’t hurt you! Please I’m lonely!” she called out like a young puppy. The poor wolf dog didn’t know she might scare it off for her scent was both dog and wolf. She had no idea about it though she was abandon by her adopted mother. It was not her fault though. She couldn’t help but being what she was. Her snout was slimmer than a varg’s muzzle though she was not aware of this. Her grey muzzle held itself tall and her ears were pricked up to catch any sound.