http://throwtheroses.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] throwtheroses.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-10-10 07:19 pm
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Until You’re Resting Here With Me [Active]

Character(s): Wolf and Blue
Content: Two of the last wolves in Paixao meet-up.
Setting: The WildKat Coffee and possible other places
Time: Sunset
Warnings: Comfort, some angst, prepare for tissues.

Lost… Lost… Lost so many. Wolf sat there staring at his cup of coffee. He was sitting where Remus and him used to sit. He remembered how he used to get tea. He was rather fond of that. Wolf gave a slight chuckle to himself, but still felt rather lonely sitting there by himself without his friend’s presence. Honestly, there were a lot of folks he came close to while he was here, but have disappeared so suddenly. Having someone as close as Remus gone just made his heart drop. Back in his world, he was a lone wolf. Wolf didn’t have that many others like him that were his friends. To make one was a good sign for him, but like Remus and many others he met here, gone without a trace.

Then there was Blue, she was the only wolf besides himself that was left. Wolf breathed in, rubbing his thumb against the ceramic of the mug, at least there was that. For a moment he scratched the side of his ear, before putting his hand back underneath his chin as he looked out the window, waiting for dear Blue to show up so they can try to search once more for their friend.
halvedhowl: (Human - always stray)

[personal profile] halvedhowl 2012-02-13 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
She takes the next aisle, running a hand along the bindings of the books, peering at the titles, starting to pick one off the shelf, but decided against it and pushed it back into place. The library seemed quiet. She wondered how many people were staying home, just trying to stay warm. She shivers a little herself.

The scents in the library were varied. Wolf's was, of course, the easiest to pick up. There were fainter ones. Citizens, probably. But nothing familiar. Nothing that gave Blue that quizzical feeling of when she first met Remus.

She slides around to the next aisle, getting further away from Wolf, as though maybe the distance would help her pick up Remus' better. It doesn't. She frowns. Would he have left the city? Could the fields have disguised his scent? Maybe the lumens -?

Blue sighs. She peruses more of the library, asking the woman at the counter if she's seen someone of Remus' description recently. After a bit longer, she returns to Wolf and tries to smile, but the edges are sad.

"Nothing. How about you?"