Dancing on a moonshadow.... (Crow)

[CROW. █]

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[atrb=background,http://i52.tinypic.com/bimrme.png] The alpha didn't flinch as her subordinate moved closer. There was no threat in her body language, nothing to cause Zealot to see it as anything but Vivian's will to be closer. She was too preoccupied with keeping the contents of her stomach in her stomach. Her tongue rasped the inside of her shut jaw. Choosing to found a pack had been a turning point in Zealot's life. She had given up her old life, completely changed everything. She was still learning about herself. Having been able to admit her secrets, even if logic told her it was because she wouldn't get better until she had, had surprised her. It still didn't sit right in her belly. The emotions clashed and roiled within her, confusing her. She didn't how she should feel. Relief? Sadness? Joy? The wolf simply continued to stare through her silver companion. It wasn't until she heard Vivian's voice that she came back from her thoughts. And it was the wolf's tone that had drawn her back into reality. Zealot blinked, her gaze finally focusing on the female. Our blood? For a moment, she couldn't understand why it had confused Vivian. She tilted her head slightly, wagging her tail slowly, very slowly, as she tried to work it out. Then it clicked. "Oh, no. I didn't mean ours as in yours and mine, though that would be nice." There she was, being confusing without even realizing it. "I meant the blood of me and my mate." Zealot had meant that it would be nice to see the offspring of two strong females, not that she had a desire to create offspring with Vivian. Though she was beginning to think that there was something more to their alpha-subordinate relationship. Wait. What? Zealot's eyes grew wide at the realization. Was there something more? Was there something else going on between them? Wouldn't she have noticed if there was? So lost in questions and what-ifs she was that the alpha didn't notice Vivian had moved closer until she felt a muzzle against her shoulder. Immediately her worries melted away. A comforting touch in a time of need. Zealot focused on the wolf again, blinking as she regarded her body. Vivian didn't seem sure about what she was doing. Perhaps she just hadn't had the opportunity to comfort another being. Or maybe she was afraid she'd be reprimanded for invading her alpha's space. Whatever the reason, the touch wasn't unwelcome. "Thank you." Her voice was soft as she buried her muzzle into Vivian's neck-fur. She smelled of earth and oak. Just like the forest on a cool fall day. It soothed Zealot. NOTES. D'AAAWWWWWW!! they are soooo cute ;D

[zombie]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 550px; height: 550px; background-image: url(http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/254/7/1/vivian_by_looserfaceman-d5ecb6g.png)] Vivian was silent as ever, reveling in the warmth and comfort that being so close to Zealot provided for her. As much as she had never wanted to be close to anyone she know found herself inexplicably drawn to Zealot.....It was unsettling for her to feel such a need for someone...especially someone she had only known for a few hours....someone so out of her grasp. As Zealot moved she visibly stiffened, expecting reprimand for encroaching into her personal space. But it was only a gentle such she received, the hide along her neck tingling as each warm breath weaved through her fur....Yes....this was nice....no...nice was not the word for it....bliss....that fit much better Several moments passed without Vivian so much as twitching an ear in the fear of breaking the spell that seemed to have befallen them. But as a chilly wind ruffled her fur she knew she must complete the den....as much as she hated to leave Zealot's side. A quiet sigh slipped from her lips before she moved to attempt to give Zealot a quick lick on her muzzle before forcing herself back to the work that needed to be done. While she worked her mind swam with possibilities....confusing feelings and emotions that she had no clue how to handle...or how to act on them.. But for the time being she was content, her neck still pleasantly tingling from the gentle touch she had been given...yes....she needed to get back to work before she thought of any more delusions to day dream about. ((lol I guess we should stop here ^_^ a good first thread for them though, i <3 them!))