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Post by Paul Lahote on May 5, 2009 15:09:39 GMT -5
It was difficult to explain without scaring her . . . but he had to try. "At first, its hard to control when you phase. Its triggered by anger. The first time we all phased was when our emotions were high, and we were really mad. Over time, when we get more used to it, it is easier to control when we phase." Paul still had some difficulties controlling the anger of his, but he didn't want her to feel like she was in danger every time she was with him.
"I was worried at first, that I would hurt you. But the more time I spent with you, the more I realized that I could never be angry enough around you to not be able to control my actions." She gave him peace; it was hard to feel furious when she gave him that serenity. "Ray . . . I don't want you to be scared when you're with me," he said, looking directly at her, a bit of fear in his own eyes that she would not want to stay with him after this revelation.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 5, 2009 18:21:14 GMT -5
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She looked up at him, and could see the fear in his eyes. Her heart broke since she was to afraid of all this to give him the words he needed to hear to ease the fears. "I'm not afraid of your doing anything to hurt me, Paul." No on purpose, at lest. Still, Sam loved his Emily, and apparently hurt her. "What had made you mad enough to change for the first time?" She wondered allowed, trying to imagine Paul that mad. That dangerous. She had more trouble then she thought she would, after seeing him fight a bear. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 6, 2009 18:12:13 GMT -5
Paul was surprised, but relieved to hear her say that she was not worried he would hurt her. "Thanks," he said in a low voice. It was sincere, but he still wondered if she knew exactly what she was getting into by remaining with him. He was not going to talk her out of it . . . he was selfish enough. "It was actually a bunch of things. It was a bad day and by the end of it . . . well, that was the last straw. It was a good thing I didn't phase in front of anyone, and even more lucky that Sam was a wolf at the time. He calmed me down." It was part of the reason as to why Paul had a great respect for Sam.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 6, 2009 18:35:40 GMT -5
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Rachael was unaware of how a bad day could make him so angry he turned into a wolf. "What happened?" She asked not asked wither she meant why he day was so bad, or what happened when Sam found him or even that. She wanted to know everything. "How long have you been. . . . phasing? How long will you have to keep doing it?" She was asking for both him and Jake. Her poor little brother. . . he was so happy, what could have made him that mad? ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 17, 2009 9:57:58 GMT -5
"A bunch of stuff. I crashed my cycle, got in a bit of an argument with someone--" He was going to leave out the fact that it was a girl. "It was just a bunch of things put together and instead of getting in a fight with someone, I phased instead." He remembered that day vividly. It had been shocking, confusing, yet liberating at the same time. "As long as there's vamps around, then I'm going to keep phasing. Well, sort of. It kinda depends on you too." Now was the time to explain how she had an influence on his phasing. "Ray, I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. When we phase, we don't physically age. The longer I phase, the longer I look exactly like this." He paused once again, trying to phase his words properly.
"If you don't want me to phase anymore, all you have to do is say the word." It wasn't going to be that easy, but he also knew that the others would understand. Imprinting was something far too powerful to choose something else over. "When you want me to, I'll stop. Even if that time is now."
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 18, 2009 13:43:30 GMT -5
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Vamp--Don't Age--Stop--What--Ahhh!
His last statementS had almost to much information to take in. She just stared at him blankly for a moment, not understanding anything at all and then put her head down on her knees trying to think. When it didn't help, she put her head between her knees, because she had heard that helped when your head was spinning.
He could stop, -if- she wanted him to. Wouldn't he resent her for making that sort of choice for him? Didn't he want to stop to get away from all this? "Oh." Was all she could get out. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 18, 2009 15:10:17 GMT -5
Paul put his arm around her and pulled her towards him. This was clearly too much information, and he fully understood that . . . well, maybe not fully, but he understood that it was a lot to absorb. He would have to give her time . . . even if that time was away from him. He wanted her to be sure of what she wanted to do, and he did not want to pressure her . . . well, not too much. "Ray, are you alright?" He asked in a small voice and thought it may have been an odd question to ask one who had just found out that their boyfriend can transform into a wolf to protect the land from vampires . . . . . . he felt the need to ask anyway.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 18, 2009 23:42:43 GMT -5
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"I'm fine!" She assured him. She lied. "How long did it take the others-" Other girls, "-to get used to all this?" She asked trying to see of she was moving slow or moving fast. She felt Paul put his arm around her and while she wasn't ready to be all---Who was she kidding.
Rachael put her arms around him and held on tight. If the world was spinning, apparently Paul was strong enough to hold her still. For the moment, only the fact that they were Paul and Rachael mattered. "I don't think I want to know. I think I need more time to just think about this. Can we just be Paul and Rachael for an hour? Surf or hike or something?" She asked just wanting to spend time with Paul. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 18, 2009 23:49:37 GMT -5
Paul was about to answer her question when she stopped him. If she wanted to know something, he would tell her. If she didn't want to know, he would keep his mouth shut. "Of course," he said in full agreement. "Nothing changed Ray. I still love you, and I'm still the same old Paul." He began to stand up and offered his hands to her to help her up. "Do you want to hike in the woods? Surf in the water, or just walk along the beach?" He would do whatever she wanted. He just didn't want to lose her . . . not because of something he could not prevent, and it was not as if he wanted to. If he had not changed into a wolf, he never would have experienced imprinting and his life would have forever been void of this kind of love.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 19, 2009 1:20:35 GMT -5
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Rachael gave him a small smile, and held on to him as he gave her ideas of what they could do. "What would -you- like to do?" She asked Paul. Rachael always felt weird making the choices. What is Paul disagreed? No, no, so much saver to sit back with her in sure face on and force the big brave Paul to make all the choices. That way she played it safe and did not take risks and Paul could take the blame for bad choices. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 19, 2009 1:30:01 GMT -5
This seemed so casual . . . Paul liked it. But he knew that there was still that elephant in the room. Just because they were no longer discussing it, did not mean it was not rampant in her mind. How could it not be? "We could just do something low key, go for a walk maybe. How would you feel about hiking?" Ever since last night, the incident that took place in the woods, he wondered if she would ever feel safe there again . . . even with him. He was after all one of the factors that contributed to her fear. "If you aren't up for something that requires so much energy, we can just walk along the beach, through the shore." He did not want to tire her, nor did he want her to feel like he was minimizing the possibilities of what 'normal' people did.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 19, 2009 1:52:43 GMT -5
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"Which ever you want to do, Paul." She said, not wanting to make a choice even after he had gone out of his way to narrow the choice down for her. Rachael was thinking over all the details and had one more question before they 'forgot' about it for an hour. "Can I ask one more question, before we be normal for an hour?"
She was assuming he would say yes, "Why me?" She asked, "Before you turned into a wolf, you didn't exactly know my name and we weren't even friends Paul. I keep thinking You've changed, and you say it has nothing to do with the wolf thing but I can't help but to notice the timing." She pulled back to look at his face, "I have noticed the other guys, some of them anyway. Jared and Kim, Sam and Emily. They seemed to do the same things you do around me." They acted like 'she' was their everything. Like Paul had suddenly out of the blue had done with her. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 19, 2009 2:01:54 GMT -5
Oh why did she have to ask that question before they became normal for an hour. It was perhaps one of the most difficult questions to answer, because there was none. They did not even understand why imprinting happened. It was one of those things that did not have an explanation . . . it was just something they all had to accept. Which was fine with Paul, but that might be more difficult to explain and for Rachael to accept. He also knew that he had to answer because she was not going to let this go. Clearly, it was important enough for her to ask before they acted 'normal' and she deserved to be given an answer.
Where to start?
"Something happens when we phase, well . . . it happens to some of us, not all. It hasn't happened to your brother yet, and it hasn't happened to some of the others. But for those of us who it has happened to . . . I just want you to know that its completely natural, and it in no way lessens the way I feel about you." The word sounded so impersonal, but he had to say it. "Its called imprinting. We imprint on someone, and its like nothing else, no one else exists in the world." Paul couldn't help but wonder how Jared had explained imprinting to Kim, and how Sam had explained it to Emily. "Thats what happened when I saw you after so long. Its an instant devotion and love for that person, but . . . its so much more than that. We don't know how or why it happens, it just does. But like I said, it in no way minimizes the way I feel about you."
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 21, 2009 21:44:16 GMT -5
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Rachael could tell she hit on something by how he paused before speaking. By how he seemed to think about how he would handle the question, and she braced her self. Oh no. "Something happens when we phase, well . . . it happens to some of us, not all. It hasn't happened to your brother yet, and it hasn't happened to some of the others. But for those of us who it has happened to . . . I just want you to know that its completely natural, and it in no way lessens the way I feel about you." Brace your self, Petals! Rachael thought in her head, she wondered what he would say, why he seemed to make a big deal out of it. "Its called imprinting." Like baby ducks. "We imprint on someone, and its like nothing else, no one else exists in the world." That is sort of romantic, coming from a guy. . . a wolf guy. "That's what happened when I saw you after so long. Its an instant devotion and love for that person, but . . . its so much more than that. We don't know how or why it happens, it just does. But like I said, it in no way minimizes the way I feel about you." Why would he think it would minimize what he felt for her? It didn't. It explained allot. Paul had never looked twice at her, but animal attraction, made him. His phasing made him. The wolf part of him, the magical thing in him for this moment, made him love her. In a soft voice she spoke, "That explains allot."
When he stopped this phasing, when he stopped being the wolf, and the magic left him; Rachael had the feeling, she would only end up with a broken heart. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 23, 2009 11:01:46 GMT -5
[Haha, your post was so cool looking] He had expected more of a reaction from her, but was not going to complain. She was taking everything considerably well. Did everyone else have this much ease when they told the woman they imprinted on the truth about who they were. Paul felt lucky; lucky that he was with such an understanding woman. Then again . . . it still could be sinking in, and backfire, causing her to leave him because it was too much to handle . . . . . . . . . uh oh.
"It does?" He asked curiously. "What do you mean?" He wasn't sure which part of what he said, explained what. "Unless you don't want to talk about this anymore or anything." He had to check . . . this was after all her 'last' question before they became normal for a little while.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 24, 2009 23:13:39 GMT -5
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"Oh, ummm." She looked down at the sand, not sure what to say that would make her look. . . not needy. "Just about how things have changed." She explained, "How things are different the how they were." She couldn't look at him, she just keep watching the sand. "Why do you think this magic thing picked me for you?" She asked wondering if she even wanted to know. What if it was something scary? Or worse, something special and awesome. If it was, when it was over, it would only make it worse. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 24, 2009 23:35:22 GMT -5
"Nothing has to change between us." Had so much changed? Could she not overlook the wolf thing? "We aren't sure why it happens, or how or anything tha could give an explanation. It just . . . happens." He wish he could be more specific, but the details were lacking, and so he could only give her very vague information. "Its not just magic . . . its something deeper than any of us can understand." He didn't this to affect them, or if it had to, then only in a positive way. So far, things were not getting any more comfortable.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 24, 2009 23:46:35 GMT -5
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Rachael looked up slowly at him. "Is it not magic? Your turning to wolves. Growing huge. You heal quick, your super fast, and you fight vampires. It makes you fall in love, and---" And what else didn't she know? She wondered if it was safer for her not knowing for now. Yet part of her wanted to know everything and be supportive. Part of her wanted to just be like 'It doesn't matter' and be happy. But it did matter. This was scary. ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 24, 2009 23:51:44 GMT -5
"Magic just makes it sound so . . . so . . . weird." He didn't think this was weird. Unatural to an average person, sure . . . but it was who they were. They had descended from wolves, they were meant to be wolves, and protect La Push. "You know that our tribe descended from wolves, right?" He asked, speaking aloud his thoughts. He wondered if she knew the legends, the myths . . . the true stories that their ancestors lived through. "Rach, I gotta ask . . . on a scale from one to ten, how okay are you with this whole wolf thing?" He had to know, and maybe she was not ready to tell him exactly what she wanted to do . . . but he needed to have some sort of idea.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 25, 2009 0:03:42 GMT -5
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"I don't know, Paul. It's allot to take in." She looked around the beach, "How did you handle learning all this?" She wondered, again what pushed hi over the edge but wasn't going to ask. She had asked sort of the same question but now was basically asking how long it took him to be all Paul about everything again. "I know the myt--the histories. I had always thought it was just a story. Something my Dad loved to tell Jake." ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 25, 2009 0:26:13 GMT -5
Darn it. She couldn't answer even that much. Maybe he had overestimated her comfort level with this whole thing . . . she may just be very good at hiding it, or maybe she was not hiding at all. Maybe she was just processing. He was trying to put himself in her position, but was finding it very difficult to do so. "I took it pretty well actually." He had to be honest. "I mean, at first I was confused, and kinda freaked out, but once Sam explained everything to me . . . I felt honored that I was carrying on the tradition." Some of the wolves -- like Embry -- were less enthusiastic about the notion of phasing into a wolf, but not Paul.
"I mean, it does take some getting used to. There are a few things that took me a while to familiarize myself with, but for the most part, I didn't mind." He hoped she wouldn't either. "Whatever Billy told Jake was most probably the truth. He tells us lots more stories at the bonfires I was telling you about earlier. We take them a lot more seriously, since we're experiencing that same thing of what our ancestors went through back in the day."
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on May 25, 2009 0:47:12 GMT -5
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She gave a nod of her head and paused for a moment while thinking about things. She wondered if she should be honest with him or hold anything back. Would he be mad at her for--No. Paul wasn't the time to play the blame game. At lest not with her. "I am going to try to be real honest with you, Paul. Please don't interrupt, as I want to try to get all this out."
She took a deep breath but fond her eyes could not hold his, and she looked down as she spoke, wishing she was braver. Surely someone as strong as Paul should have done this imprinting thing on someone better suited for him. "I am scared. Not in the silly girl way were I am frighten for my life, --but to be honest, I am a little afraid of the woods now-- but in the I don't know what coming at me way. I liked plans. I liked knowing about everything and using logic to stand my ground and . . . .I don't even know were to stand here."
"I want to--" She licked her lips while thinking her words out. "Part of me, wants to be like Emily and Kim and support you and part of me wants to run away. Away from here and this life with you. Go somewhere and just be safe."
Be honest now, "But I am afraid of even doing that. What happens when you stop? Say it is magic, Paul, what happens when it leaves you and your Just Paul, and I am just Rachael?" ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on May 27, 2009 18:51:54 GMT -5
Paul let her speak, and took each of her words into consideration. He was not sure how to give an explanation about imprinting and the aftermath of it, when it was something he did not fully understand himself. How could he express what he knew he felt? Talking about his emotions was not one of Paul's strong suits . . . though he seemed to be a different person around her. He had been a lot more calm, a lot less aggravated. That was after all, part of the theories associated with imprinting.
Hearing that she wanted to leave greatly worried him. Would she? Was this it? Was she going to leave him and go back to her normal life? He did not want to express how worried he was about this, but how could he keep it all to himself? He had to know. And her question was not making it any easier to ease her mind about this whole phasing aspect of his life, and what was now part of her life. He had to choose his next words carefully, but thinking before speaking was another thing that Paul was not very good at.
"You'll never be just Rachael to me. I fell in love with you, I'm in love with you still, and I always will be." Now he was going to have to get sentimental; he was going to have to speak what he felt. Great; sappiness. "How strongly I feel about you . . . I can't imagine that ever just randomly stopping. I don't know if you truly understand how much I care about you, whether it's cause I'm a wolf or not doens't matter, because it still exists." He paused, but only for a moment. "Its okay to be unsure about where you're going to be, where you're going to stand, what you're going to do tomorrow . . . but if there is one thing you should be certain of, and one thing that you don't have to be afraid of, is that I will never stop feeling the way I do about you right now."
Oh dear. He was getting more and more corny, or at least he felt he was. But now, more than ever . . . she needed to hear this. Maybe this was how Sam and Jared had convinced Kim and Emily to be with them; with words. "I can't explain imprinting to you with all the details Ray, I wish I could, but I can't. This is all I can tell you about it, and if you don't think you'll be happy under these circumstances . . . " He didn't even want to say that she could leave. He wanted to see her happy, but he wanted to see her with him: no one else, no where else.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on Jun 1, 2009 14:53:16 GMT -5
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[/size][/color] "I know you fell in love, but. . . . the timing. Imprinting it part of being a wolf." Rachael explained sadly, "I can't see how your---your wolf traits will stay when you stop being--when your more human again." She looked up at him, "I don't doubt you love me, Paul, but I am afraid, for more then one reason. I don't want to lose you, and if you fight v-vampires or become human and---" She sighed unable to go on. "I'm being silly." She said trying to justify her emotions, "over reacting." [/blockquote] ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on Jun 2, 2009 11:55:27 GMT -5
He wasn't sure what to say to that. He knew in his heart that it seemed impossible to ever stop loving her . . . but he could not assure of that, because he did not know what to expect when he stopped phasing. "I don't know how else to convince you that I'm not going to stop loving you. Its not something we just turn on and off . . . its deeper than that." Paul was not good at being sentimental, though after spending time with Rachael, he was quickly learning. One of the other effects of imprinting. "You won't lose me," he said in a soft voice, trying to convince her of the fact. "I'm afraid of losing you Ray." Was she going to leave him? Was this all too much for her? These questions had been permanently burned in his mind all night long, and he would only be at ease when the answer to them was confirmed . . . though if she did leave him, he would hardly be at ease.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on Jun 2, 2009 16:52:13 GMT -5
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[/size][/color] "I still love you Paul. I do." She started crying, but keep speaking to him. "I just have so much going in my head right now, that I don't know what I think, because I am thinking everything." She admitted. Rachael stood up and while she knew she should gather up the things she had brought, she also just needed to move away for a few moments. She needed to think and with Paul here she only thought about one part of this. "I'm sorry, Paul. I just need a few more days. I-I'm leaving town. Going home for a few days." She had not planned it until now, but she knew had to get out of La Push, in order to think clearly. As she had done when she was younger, and left as soon as she could. "I'll call you." She lied again, knowing she might not have the courage or know what to say. "I love you." Not a lie, not in any way, or any form. Rachael turned and started walking home with her arms wrapped around her. [/blockquote] ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on Jun 2, 2009 17:15:51 GMT -5
She was crying . . . not a good sign, but her next words made it even more difficult. She was leaving . . . going back home. When would this place ever be home to her? Could he ever make it home for her? He didn't say anything. His worst fear was coming true. What was the guarantee that she would come back? There was none. He didn't even believe she would call him, but despite that certainty, he knew he would keep his phone by his side every second she was gone with the faint hope that she wanted to talk to him.
Her last words to him he could not doubt though. That was the hope he would cling on to. He felt as if he should get up and beg her not to leave. He would tell her that he would stop phasing for her, and that they would go away together, live somewhere peaceful void of vampires, werewolves, bears . . . everything. Before, Paul had wondered if he could leave his pack for her, but now seeing her walk away from him, the pain he was experiencing made any attempt to keep her with him worth it. It felt far worse to lose her than to lose his pack right now.
And yet, Paul just sat there, not even standing up, or watching her walk away. He stared at the water in front of him. He was thinking of what he should do. He was not going to give up on this so easily . . . he couldn't. He would get on his knees and beg her, but he wanted her to be happy at the same time, and what if she could only be truly happy without him? What if she was happier away from all these supernatural creatures? He turned his head to her to say something, but she would be able to hear him. She was too far away from him . . . too distant.
He sat for a few more moments before getting up and going into the woods. He took of his shirt, but didn't have time to save his pants for within seconds, he had phased. He howled, at nothing or no one in particular, but felt the necessity to fill the silent, dormant air with a wolf's pained cry. He did not want to talk to anyone who may be patrolling, so he just went deeper into the woods, trying to come to terms with the possibility that the woman he loved may never come back to him, with no success.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on Jun 2, 2009 17:31:44 GMT -5
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[/size][/color] Rachael had not made it home when the sounds of a wolf's howl filled the air. Some people looked around in concern but Rachael just started running. She ran into the house, her father calling her name, and grabbed her purse and keys. She was crying and didn't want to speak to her father right now.
She got in her bug, and drove the four hour drive, in three hours and 20 mins, where went to bed, and tried to forget everything.
It failed. Joshua had held her as she cried until she fell asleep. upon waking up, she wanted Paul. Guilt and fear that he was mad at her made her stay home another day and a half (avoid Billy and Jacob's calls) before she drove home.
That was were everything changed. Emily Young paid a visit to Rachael Black. After hours of girl talk, Emily helped Rachael dress up, pretty. The simple black dress, came just past her knees, and half way down her arms. It was a box cut around the neck, and while didn't show major cleavage, came down lower then her conservative heart liked. The shoes. . . . oh dear, were did Emily find these?! They were strappy and high, making Rachael's short frame rise a whole two and half inches.
Emily had placed a phone call, and found out Paul was on patrol. Armed with 'the big guns' (Dress, shoes, make up, new hair cut and style, and the biggest gun . . . a late supper) Rachael walked to Paul's house. Not sure if he would be returning with pants or not, she brought some jeans and a tank top he had at her house form the 'before days'. (the tank top because there was no way she could hold an conversation as important as the one they needed to have with a half naked Paul)!
There she found something that made her smile. A swing set that little boy Paul must have played on as a child. She put down her basket of food, and sat down on the low swig, looking up at the bright moon. [/blockquote] ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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Post by Paul Lahote on Jun 2, 2009 17:56:38 GMT -5
Paul had lost all concept of time. Since the moment he had phased after she told him she was leaving, he had not phased back. Nor had he slept. He took extra patrolling shifts, though he barley paid attention to what he needed to. He ignored all of the pack's offers to console him, including Sam and Jared. They kept trying to tell him that things would work out for the best . . . that she would come back . . . but what did they know. Sam had Emily, Jared did not know what it felt like. So their attempts to make the situation more bearable were useless. In fact, it made Paul angry. Not the kind of anger familiar to him and those who knew him. He would not attack anyone -- especially not his alpha, though he had come close several times -- . He would just ignore them, and distance himself, waiting for them phase back into their human form so that he would not have to listen to them anymore.
He was not sure how much time passed. Each hour felt like a day . . . it felt like weeks, which turned into feeling like months, since he had last seen Rachael. He didn't find peace with sleep, for he was never tired enough to allow sleep to take over. He had tried. He would curl up on the grass but every time he closed his eyes, he would just see her, and then the image of her walking away made sleep impossible.
As time continued to roll on, Sam kept nagging him more and more to go home because his mother and father were worried about him. He'd shrug off their concern, saying that he didn't care, and that he didn't want to go back home. It wasn't until Sam started speaking as an alpha, instead of a friend that Paul had no choice. He had been ordered to stop patrolling and go back home for a few days to get some rest. This ordered greatly enraged Paul, but he had to comply. He was not planning to stay home for long though. He would go, show his face to his parents to let them know he was alive, and then go back into the woods . . . whether that be as a wolf or as human Paul.
He kept his form as a wolf when he headed back home for the first time in what felt like years, but was really only a few days. He was about to phase out, noticing that his parents weren't home at the moment, until his nose caught an all too familiar scent. It was impossible! How could she be here? Why would she come here? Still, he followed the scent, humoring himself as he believed that he was delusional from the exhaustion that filled his entire body, down to his bones. The scent led him to his swing set where he saw her . . . sitting there, like a goddess. His eyes burned from the lack of sleep, yet he didn't blink, afraid that in a single moment, she would disappear as easily as she had come into his view. He couldn't believe she was actually there. His mind was playing tricks on him. His tiredness finally caught up to him. Still, he stared at the hallucination, trying to determine how real it could possibly be.
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Post by ♧Rachael Black♧ on Jun 2, 2009 18:19:22 GMT -5
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[/size][/color] Rachael heard a faint sound to her left and looked to the woods to see the head of a massive wolf. She stood up quickly, her heart beating faster. She stood there for a moment before she wondered if he would walk away. "Wait." She whispered, and started walking closer. Heels in the soft ground, made her walk slow, and not as smoothly as she wanted. "Paul?" She asked but she was almost sure it was him.
She held out her hand when she was close and touched his nose, then wolf cheek, and ears. When she was close enough she wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. She was trying to show him, she was dealing with this, allot better then a few days ago. [/blockquote] ((Icons not of my own making. Credit goes to 'Leah' of MP.)) |
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