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 Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 5:57 pm
A nightmare.
Stirring within his sleep as he gritted his teeth and grunted, the brown wolf's heart raced; pattering against his chest as his tongue lolled out of his mouth in a pant as th invisible horror churned his adrenaline. There was darkness, a thick darkness surrounded him as no light could penetrate nor lead him elsewhere. He was stuck within the shrouding darkness, alone and forlorn.
"SORA!"
His ears perked upwards as he whirled around, just in time to look upon the brewing danger.
From the menacing shadows, a strange-surreal creature rose from the depths of unfathomable darkness. Towering over him without a sound, it's piercing ocher eyes shone brilliantly as they narrowed towards him.
Sora felt his weight fall to his feet and tried to dash away to some unknown safehaven but, to no avail, the wolf could not move. Hackling slightly as he gritted his teeth, Sora onlooked the shadow demon with uncertainty and fear; supressing chills as he watched the beast loom closer.
With the moment right and the wolf frozen with gripping fear, the shadow plunged at him. Dissapating around him, thick darkness rose upwards from the ground and swirled about the wolf. With no hesitation, it began to take it's newfound victim hostage into an unknown abyss. Slowly, Sora struggled to free himself, whipping about and pawing to find a way to escape. But any attempt was futile.
His chest was becoming restricted in breath. The pain began walling up inside from the lack of air and energy that he had exherted to find freedom from the horrible, strange darkness that was slowly enveloping him. As he was begining to sink down to his shoulders, Sora stifled a last breath as he plunged into darkness and-
A breath sputtered from out of his mouth in a choking array as he gasped for breath. His cerulean eyes shot open, darting about him to look upon his current surroundings.
It was morning.
Shaking his head as he panted heavily, the young wolf slumped upwards and staggered to get his bearings. Sweat dripped from his brows and dribbled upon his fur; the nightmare was all too real. With his body weakened and slow to conjure up any energy, Sora took a step forwards.
The chain necklace around his neck clattered softly as he began walking towards the small stream. A drink of water perhaps would put him at ease, right?
But this nightmare was not the first that had haunted his dreams. No, too often he had found his mind to be riddled with dreams of darkness and someone calling his name in the distance yet, everytime, he never could unveil the one whose voice beakoned at him. Would these nightmares ever cease?
He didn't know.
"That voice," he muttered softly, musing as he padded slowly towards the banks of the small stream. "It's...familiar."
Dipping his maw into the cool waters of the small stream, the brown wolf drank slowly as the relief rushed into his maw. For now he'd just have to get his mind off the nightmare or at least until nightfall and brace himself for it to return and revive his terror again.
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 6:15 pm
Ehrek, continued to wander the forest. He was stilled worried about Jaxom's welfare, but he had to keep himself from the male. Ehrek was different...Jaxom was a male of the north. Ehrek was only a vagant wolf, only to wander about. Perhaps he should've stayed with Jaxom longer rather than just leaving him. First he went to get him water as he slept, but somewhere in him he could not go back. Jaxom was a proud wolf, one that would never accept Ehrek. Jaxom was better off without him.
His family's gone, his pack is gone, he was alone now in this unknown land. The charcoal blue wolf just felt like dying here and now and just end his suffering. He cared far too much for his friends and when it was time to leave, a part of him leaves with them. The wolf might as well just collapsed right there and then and fall onto a sharp rock somewhere.
Suddenly, something caught his attention. It was a scent of another wolf, a male at that. He lifted his muzzle and sniffed around the cold air that the north was accustomed to. He was nearby. Perhaps this was a friend that he could keep nearby. His heart raced as he weaved around trees and jumped over edges and mounds.
As the scent grew strong, Ehrek slowed his pace. His golden eyes peering through the snow covered bushes and peer down to the river below. At the water's edge was a wolf with a rather strange fur color. The scent of the wolf was overwelming and the scent of metal lingered around it. Who was this wolf. Was it safe to show himself to this wolf?
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