1/13/2025, 2:04 PM
Their breath seemed to catch in their throat as they gave in to gentle waves of sobbing, mourning a loss they had not expected. They didn't evne know how they'd come here though a distant scent of petrichor lingered around them. Whether that was from their arrival or the melting snow, it could be hard to tell.
The cold ground beneath them was enough to remind them that they were alive, at least, and there was a chance that they may find that connection again. If not now then perhaps after sleep or after searching. Their sniffling and crying had not quite stopped when they heard the voice. Melodic, gentle, seeking out the source of melancholy.
Phantom adjusted their weight and wiped their eyes along their foreleg to clear their vision before their head lifted to search. With eyes so wide from crying, there was clear reflection that cast out toward the oncomer under the full moon. They were a siloette, maybe, where a wolf should have stood, outlined by moonlight with pupils shimmering.
It was a woman approaching them, lighter, easier to see under the silver light of Lun and they let out a shaky breath as she sought them. Comfort. The need to mask their own loss overwhelmed them and so they drew in a deep breath before responding, taking a moment to steady themselves.
That was typical, alnd expected at this point.
The cold ground beneath them was enough to remind them that they were alive, at least, and there was a chance that they may find that connection again. If not now then perhaps after sleep or after searching. Their sniffling and crying had not quite stopped when they heard the voice. Melodic, gentle, seeking out the source of melancholy.
Phantom adjusted their weight and wiped their eyes along their foreleg to clear their vision before their head lifted to search. With eyes so wide from crying, there was clear reflection that cast out toward the oncomer under the full moon. They were a siloette, maybe, where a wolf should have stood, outlined by moonlight with pupils shimmering.
It was a woman approaching them, lighter, easier to see under the silver light of Lun and they let out a shaky breath as she sought them. Comfort. The need to mask their own loss overwhelmed them and so they drew in a deep breath before responding, taking a moment to steady themselves.
It's no matter,they called into the darkness.
We all have another day, though I am grateful for a stranger's concern.The answer was vague and fleeting. They looked up for signs of the moon, quietly longing to feel Lun's blessing in this strange land. The sky was half obscured.
That was typical, alnd expected at this point.
Can I help you?And that was, maybe, a bit sharper than the previous words, though it was not entirely unkind either, the words coming out short as their sideways gaze fell towards the sound of that voice again, towards the lighter wolf who approached them in the dark.