- Jun 27, 2024
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The day is heat - hazed and steeped in a lazy breeze, warmth turning the distant landscape to rippling water in a weakened echo of past moons' blaze. Late afternoon is half a dream, low - bellied cream clouds rolling languidly across the sunwarmed blue canvas of the sky. The lowest dips of the horizon are just beginning to stain muscadine, wild - grape purple as dusty as the blooms at Shiverspirit's paws swelling across the sky to just kiss the pale clouds, perfuming their wispy edges in lilac. A distant choir of cicadas fills the air with a reedy song, early summer's breath whipping snatches of the melody across the moors to land in the chimera's lap like a gift.
Not that she appreciates it, zealot that she is. Washed - out gold eyes take no time to appreciate the sprawling beauty of the landscape, gilt - limned pupils fixed on the task at paw. White - capped forepaws handle the bundle of wildflowers between them like spun spiderweb, as if they might disintegrate at a heavy touch. Shiverspirit scoops warm water over the bunch, crystalline droplets suffusing the blooms and bleeding colorful petals into the sun - warmed pool, their delicate perfume rising as the last drops sprinkle the glass surface of the pool.
" Hm? " A Clanmate's approach draws a desatured gaze even as her paws dip the bundle of fragrant blossoms once more, baptizing the flowers. The tunneler's ivory - washed lashes flutter low over gilded irises and tufted ears twitch, their insubstantial black mane combed through by the warm summer breeze. A rolling pile of blooms is mounded at their side, glistening and newly washed, one bunch held between lilac - rinsed paws to keep them relatively close, though a few stray blossoms spiral lazily through the shallow water. " Perhaps you'd like to join me in my task? "
The question is deceptively light on his tongue, a piercing golden gaze betraying the conviction behind the simple action; crystallized aureate eyes waiting with the anticipation of a judgement ready to pass, pending the Clanmate's answer. " What say you? "
Not that she appreciates it, zealot that she is. Washed - out gold eyes take no time to appreciate the sprawling beauty of the landscape, gilt - limned pupils fixed on the task at paw. White - capped forepaws handle the bundle of wildflowers between them like spun spiderweb, as if they might disintegrate at a heavy touch. Shiverspirit scoops warm water over the bunch, crystalline droplets suffusing the blooms and bleeding colorful petals into the sun - warmed pool, their delicate perfume rising as the last drops sprinkle the glass surface of the pool.
" Hm? " A Clanmate's approach draws a desatured gaze even as her paws dip the bundle of fragrant blossoms once more, baptizing the flowers. The tunneler's ivory - washed lashes flutter low over gilded irises and tufted ears twitch, their insubstantial black mane combed through by the warm summer breeze. A rolling pile of blooms is mounded at their side, glistening and newly washed, one bunch held between lilac - rinsed paws to keep them relatively close, though a few stray blossoms spiral lazily through the shallow water. " Perhaps you'd like to join me in my task? "
The question is deceptively light on his tongue, a piercing golden gaze betraying the conviction behind the simple action; crystallized aureate eyes waiting with the anticipation of a judgement ready to pass, pending the Clanmate's answer. " What say you? "
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