11-02-2016, 07:51 AM
now don’t you understand…that I’m never changing who I am?
Reagan stretched luxuriously some days later, her white paws grasping at the moon as she made a sound that was very much unhorse-like. Her tail wagged and she panted contentedly. Her eyes were still closed but when she raised her head and righted her position, she saw that Ruan was nowhere to be seen. She remembered his playful demeanor when he asked her if she’d wanted to go again. Truth was..she had.
So much like wolves in heat, they had denned for weeks, separating themselves from the rest of them, as they were becoming their own independent group from the members she had grown to respect… and yet had not seen them here dancing with her and her family beneath the trees. The tiger had not been seen in the forest for an age. Indeed, it was the wolf who held dominion over these lands and made them their own.
Blood stained Reagan’s maw like poorly drawn lipstick, and yet she could care less what she looked like. She knew now that she was carrying her child… their child, and though that was the goal, the vacation away from life—their honeymoon of sorts—was coming to an end, and the reality of life and what would come next was settling in. She called for Ruan, and when the wolf did not come, she left the den of their thicket, and went prowling for him throughout the night, using the power of the vibrations in the earth to feel her way through the darkness. She had to tell him of their impending child.
A boy she thought to herself. Ruan has always wanted a boy.
So much like wolves in heat, they had denned for weeks, separating themselves from the rest of them, as they were becoming their own independent group from the members she had grown to respect… and yet had not seen them here dancing with her and her family beneath the trees. The tiger had not been seen in the forest for an age. Indeed, it was the wolf who held dominion over these lands and made them their own.
Blood stained Reagan’s maw like poorly drawn lipstick, and yet she could care less what she looked like. She knew now that she was carrying her child… their child, and though that was the goal, the vacation away from life—their honeymoon of sorts—was coming to an end, and the reality of life and what would come next was settling in. She called for Ruan, and when the wolf did not come, she left the den of their thicket, and went prowling for him throughout the night, using the power of the vibrations in the earth to feel her way through the darkness. She had to tell him of their impending child.
A boy she thought to herself. Ruan has always wanted a boy.