05-18-2021, 08:35 PM
it's a mystery to me
we have a greed with which we have agreed. you think you have to want more than you need; until you have it all you won't be free. and when you think more than you want, your thoughts begin to bleed.
Wishbone’s ran with wolves before, though not in the same way Tamlin mentions. She’d spent her childhood peering over her shoulder for the flashing teeth of Longclaw. She’d spent her growing, maturing years with Wolfbane in mind (and heart). She’d spent her older years with a kelpie with bloodlust like a wolf, one who’d eventually gotten what he wanted. And she’d seen wolves in the Afterlife, ones who had probably been deadly during their lives but now roamed the gray world like shadows.
His question makes her laugh, especially the way he exaggerates his words at the end. The skeleton has a sense of humor, and she finds her rough voice chiming along with the rattling of his bones. “Not the ones you run with,” she offers in return, and her eyes are blazing with the soulful tales of her adventures.
In the darkness, while Tamlin’s pack races through the woods together, Wishbone begins to tell him just one of the true stories of her life.
His question makes her laugh, especially the way he exaggerates his words at the end. The skeleton has a sense of humor, and she finds her rough voice chiming along with the rattling of his bones. “Not the ones you run with,” she offers in return, and her eyes are blazing with the soulful tales of her adventures.
In the darkness, while Tamlin’s pack races through the woods together, Wishbone begins to tell him just one of the true stories of her life.
@[Tamlin] Just a little closer for this thread <3