Oh, hun, HUMOR ME.

[Flightless ☂]

NYX!
so throw your diamonds in the sky.
we'll stay gold forever.

Don't stop. Can't stop. Won't stop.

Dearest Lumina, won't you spread your wings? Won't you fly to me? Won't you gracefully appear before my eyes? Won't you bless me with your presence? Won't you refill my heart with your undying love? Won't you heal my wounds?; my physical wounds, my emotional wounds, my mental wounds? Won't you whisper in my ear? Won't you speak with me? Won't you scream my name? Won't you come down from Heaven? Won't you burrow up from Hell? Won't you support me? Won't you confide in me? Won't you adore me?, love me?, comfort me? Oh, my Lumina, how is your health? Oh, my love, where do you reside? Oh, my offspring, is your love for me still as strong as the moment we opened our eyes to each other? Oh, my darling, don't you know these are the choices of Fate and Destiny?, that we were meant to be together? Oh, sweet-hearted dear, can't you see that this is a test of our true love? Come back to me. I love you. Your memory is forever in my heart, my mind, my soul. Sincerely, Nyx.

And with that, I stopped. Involuntarily, every muscle in my body froze. Even my heart paused. The momentum I had from my previous sprint along the chilly shoreline caused me to fling forward, completing a full frontal flip. I landed this somersault on my back, skidded upon the damp sand for a foot or two until the friction caused me to come to a painful halt. Frustrated with my stupidity and lack of thought, I plopped over upon my right side, my chest rising and falling with such a rapid and thick pace, it blew my mind that my body could move so quickly. I listened to my own breathing, and I was actually surprised that I wasn't dead yet.. Sure, what a pessimistic thought to think of, but how could I think of anything positive when Lumina's disease flowed in my veins? I was truly pathetic sometimes.

Chilly oxygen crashed its pathway into my shocked lungs, and I wished I could somehow warm those two sacks of breath. With each heavy and quick exhale barreled out a thick, visible cloud of food for the trees. I.. hate.. winter. I managed to release between breaths, my own raspy voice startling me. It was times like this that I truly missed Lumina. I never acted like myself when the sickness came. In fact, I was probably a complete opposite, especially when I was alone, like now. Defeated even from Mother Nature, I didn't move besides the involuntary lung-breathing and heart-beating. I simply allowed the incoming tides of dawn to tickle at my black paws, each tiny wave sending a round of shock waves throughout my shivering body. Now that I was no longer active, the cold temperatures and the even colder breeze was really getting to me. Sure, it was warmer here than in the Arctic, but it still gave me an impulse to hide in a pit of fire.

My mismatched eyes, one of a luminous yellow and one of a maddening maroon, stayed affixed upon a piece of driftwood flowing with the waves. It was fairly far out and towards the center of my line of vision. My ebony ears, tainted with those midnight-sky colors of blues and purples along with the rest of my pelt, perked towards the tweet of a winter gull that soon disappeared with the sound of crashing waves. Besides a few movements, I was still. I was painfully still. My muscles hurt from the lingering adrenaline pumping through my veins. I needed to move them, but the energy had already drained from my exhausted body. Fuck, I need a drink. Yes, a refreshing drink, even if it is from the ocean. Even my thoughts sounded depressed.

It took a few moments to gain energy to merely stand, but I managed to get up on all four stilts somehow. I felt light-headed and dizzy, and I knew that I needed either a meal or a nap soon. Speak of the devil.. I muttered as my stomach growled, the warning of hunger. With a pessimistic sigh, I stepped forward a bit until I was face to face with myself in the reflection of the calm waves. The sun was just rising, the clouds painted with promising oranges and ebbing purples, giving the water a glass-like appearance. Still to this day, my reflection scares me. Why? The two awkward things I was "blessed" with as a Luzion. A pair of ram's horns are placed upon my forehead, obnoxious as ever. Of course, they presented the true Nyx well. The real Nyx was a king, and those set of horns was his crown. This Nyx, however, was a pathetic piece of shit, and deserved the damn things to be sawed off.

Of course, I couldn't and wouldn't do that to myself. That'd be going too far with the self-inflicted pain issue I have. Yep, I'm an over-emotional freak who brings pain to himself over the littlest things. I'll gnaw at my forelimbs until they bleed, getting some sort of pleasure out of it. Ugh, I sickened myself. I placed one paw heavily into the inch-deep ocean, crashing into my reflection and sending it rippling along the shore in 360 different ways, the shape of a circle. My odd eyes shot forward, staring the rising sun down to its fiery core. Fuck you. I muttered under my raspy breath. Who this was directed to, even I wasn't sure. Let's just go with Earth and its creator in general. Hm, sounds about right.

I suddenly didn't want or need that drink, so I turned my back to the water. And along with the sea, I turned my back on everyone and everything of my past, and most of all, the depression.

Satisfied with my fresh determination for happiness, I grasped a new hope, a new faith, a new confidence. My old strut returned, and I thought of my mutation as a king's crown. Yep, the sickness was biting the dust, and I was the one who conquered it. A content smirk fell upon my black lips, for I knew the disease wouldn't be back for a while. Fuck you. This time, I was speaking directly to the depression. I walked parallel to the shore with a confident strut, tail wagging loosely and my salmon chunk lolling between a toothy smile.

Words: 1,o73.
Muse: I'll give that a 9 out of 10. This post came rather easy for me. <
Intended for: Hm, anyone. Dani maybe? Ah, whomver. <3

[Dani's ~ CAKE!]

There was another wolf about that day. Her name was Altair and she was skipping along the sand dunes that bordered the sea. Tall fronds of beach grass grew here like mighty soldiers that never left their post. Altair admired their vigilance but peed on them nontheless. A small giggle graced the air and time stopped. The wind, as if cued, picked up and her feathery fur swayed to the left and then to the right. There was another wolf about today. He had a name that Altair knew nothing of and he was struting across the beach as if he had found the greatest treasure of all. Perhaps he had. Perhaps he had'nt. Whatever he had found, Altair wished to find out plus the new idea of collecting as many names as possible.

She ran down the dunes quickly, her tail streaming behind her with bits of black feather falling off every now and then. Her long legs carried her silently and with every pace, about two feet less was between them. He ear's were plastered to her cranium as she ran a little quicker. With a yelp, her foot caught in one of those pesky crab holes and she stumbled forward, rolling comcally around and around until she ended up right behind the other Luzion. "umphrrr" She grumbled uncompehensively, gathering herself upwards with a subtle smile. It had hurt but Altair had promised herself to always bring light to the world by smiling. And so Altair smiled even brighter.

"I'm Altair!," She cried rather dramatically; her tail was wagging like the leaves on a tree and her tongue was hanging on the left side of her mouth as she panted for breath. She was tired yet managed to walk up beside the other Luzion and regain enough breath to speak. "I saw you walkin' so I thought I should join," Altair beamed, her teeth flashing it's... yellowish wonder. "Don't mind me if you don't wanna mind me," She said, not noticing her odd way of talking,"I'm just here for walking," Altair lied with a wry smile. It wasn't often that she lied to someone- especially another wolf like herself.

[Flightless ☂]

NYX!
so throw your diamonds in the sky.
we'll stay gold forever.

The scent of another being caught my nostrils by surprise, but I tried to pay him or her no mind. Eh, I could easily continue on my way, right? No, of course not. I was too interested, and honestly, I was tired of being lonely. No. I'd end up losing yet another soul in my life. Ah, I couldn't help myself. Using my keen sense of smell, I scrunched up my midnight-black muzzle, grabbing small hints of information about the other presence. Luzion, like myself. Female, unlike myself. Her spirit seem.. non-aggressive and curious. No harm here. I allowed myself to wonder about the guest.

Ah, of course, wondering about this fellow Luzion caused my curiosity to spark. Ah, shit.. I mumbled, realizing I was in a trap. I now simply had to meet the bitch. If I didn't, it would haunt me, she was now a part of me. Dammit. Yet another mutter, lost with the wind. My ears perked backwards at the sound of her yelp, and I now knew two things: she was behind me and she was coming closer. Okay, I didn't have to meet her, for she was coming to meet me. That was fine. It was more than fine. My energy still hasn't regenerated, so I was glad I didn't have to chase the female.

I heard her voice a bit behind me, and it was gentle, curious, and simply divine. I seemed to adore her immediately, but I couldn't jump to the gun. That was out of the question. I didn't even know the lass yet. Yet. I continued my confident stride, tail flowing loosely behind me, so long and wispy, it was a mere inch or two from the soft, white sand. Umphh. And she was behind me. Right behind me. I stopped to face the gal for a mere second to take in her appearance. The female was as dark as I, but no cool-colored hues tainted her pelt. Instead, it appeared that stars were trapped inside her feathered pelt. She was quite petite, and I had a sudden urge to be close to her, to share warmth with her. It was odd, thinking like this. I hadn't thought of another female like this since Lumina. But then again, I hadn't even came in contact with many wolves since her.

Her tiny vocals grasped my attention, and I noticed I had been staring. I'm Altair! She seemed rather happy for some reason, but who was I to complain when all I've been wanting in my life is happiness? Hello there, lass, I'm Nyx. My voice was raspy and booming compared to her fluent songs. I saw you walking so I thought I should join. Don't mind me if you don't want to mind me. I'm just here for walking. I allowed her to finish before I spoke, being a gentleman and giving her the spotlight. Well, milady, join me if you wish. I'd adore some company right about now. It's been a while since I've seen another wolf, so I'm glad I've crossed your path, darling. I cooed, giving her a toothy smirk, each of my mismatched eyes glowing with curiosity.

Words: 527.
Muse: 6/10.
Intended for: Dani with Alty. (:

[Dani's ~ CAKE!]

With a skip she was ahead of the other Luzion and she began to yip at the seagulls above. They seemed to reply with awfully loud squacks and one even tried to poop on her! She growled ever so slightly before returning to catch the word 'Nyx'. So that's his name, She thought as she walked beside him- her pace was shorter than his but she managed to keep up with Nyx. Then he gave her permission to join him and even called her darling... whatever that was. "Are you alone?" Altair asked abruptly, her voice becoming serious and her eye's holding more wisdom then many would of thought possible. "I am," She said, more likely whined. The memory of her father flashed before her and her silvery fur bristled and her teeth bore in anger. "Damn that wolf to hell," Altair snarled; she was way out of her usual character but at the same time these mood swing were common.

With a flick of her black tail feather's she dispatched from the Nyxs' side and began to walk toward the water. The wind ruffled her fur and the feather's intertwined within them. Altair decided to sit there and expected the other Luzion to join her but she didn't mind if he didn't. After all, she had been alone for a long time... Her hauntingly yellow eye's- the eyes of her father- stared out at the ocean that seemed to have the power to kill her and every living being on this island. A shiver passed through her spine and she took a deep breath before revealing a small smile. Life should be good, Altair did not deserve to have such thoughts as the one's she was having now. As if to clear her head, Altair shook her head and turned her head to see the silvery spots and splatters across her pelt shining like they were prompting her forward. Altair sighed and without paying any heed to the things around her; stepped into the ocean.

[Flightless ☂]

NYX!
so throw your diamonds in the sky.
we'll stay gold forever.

It was nice to finally have someone to talk to, to converse with. This female was especially friendly, but with an over-excited tone. Are you alone? I chuckled a bit under my breath, she was certainly.. cute. Obviously, not now that you're here, hun. I replied with a gentle smirk. I hoped she didn't mind my way of talking, many females get offended by my overuse of pet names. It was a simple gentle-man-like gesture. Or, to me anyways. I am. I glanced over at her, taking in her moods and whatnot. Immediately, I noticed anger, and soon, I heard it. Damn that wolf to Hell. Well, hopefully, she wasn't directing that to me.

Are you okay, milady? Anything you'd like to vent of? I offered sincerely, actually wanting to speak. She seemed sweet, young, and naive, and a tad bit lonely. Everyone needed to talk to someone every once in a while, and I was just the wolf for that. You can trust me, I swear it. I reassured her, giving her a bright, wide, toothy wolf-smile.

[Dani's ~ CAKE!]

"The sea..." Altair said, only hearing Nyxs' words in a muffled way,"It's beautiful," She finished. Her eye's were still sad and her head was crowned like a swan- less elegant, though. With another, very common sigh, she looked at Nyx and sighed once more. Oh, how she sighed... "I know I can trust you," Altair said in a small voice. That one word she had heard meant so many things to her- trust. She could never do such a hard and grave task. His smile was nearly as wide as her's previously and only a small small passed her lips this time. She didn't know what to do. This little spells of sadness caused her to be a drag at times and for some odd reason, Altair knew it. Her paws were cold as the waves splashed against them; they ate up her legs but only reached the middle of them. They'd never make it to the top as long as Altair was in such an odd mood.

With a sudden urge in her stomach she slapped at the water, the little diamond droplets spraying everywhere. With a snarl of contempt she turned to Nyx with her teeth bared. "Why are you so kind to me?" Altair screeched, her fur rising in it's anger. The thoughts of her father- someone who she had trusted- rushed by like a bird before Winter. Altair shook her head harshly and one, odd-colored tear ran down her face. The tear had a silver tint to it and Altair licked it away before it could fall. "Never trust someone," Altair whispered, agony crawling up her spine. "If you do, bad things will happen..."