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Dhracia Madison
 

After her encounter with the male, she wasn’t sure what she felt. Her emotions and inclinations had become a muddled storm of indecision. There was a soothed satisfaction in the passage of time, but there was guilt of all kinds, as well; guilt, mostly, that she had left Briar for so long.

It wasn’t unusual for her to seek these periods of solitude. Even back in the Kingdom, she isolated herself from the ones she valued when she was angry. She thought it would make them want her more. That they would deign to appeal to her better nature once they saw her again, that maybe they would be grateful that she came back. And yet, when she crawled the slopes looking for Briar, she could not find her.

What she found was little more than a winding trail back west, toward the cliffs where they had once sat with Lagora and devised their hungry plans. Her gored thigh ached, but the pain in her steps was little more than an afterthought, her obsession residing at the forefront of her mind.

The longer she walked, the more desperate she became to find her companion, and the more that guilt manifested into an intense need to be reunited with her. To repair whatever damage Dhracia caused by getting so angry, and to try to soothe her leg. To wipe away whatever misgivings Briar might have. Maybe she was imagining it, but the distance was an unwelcome slackening in her grip. Dhracia needed to tighten it once more.

So onward she jogged, rolling over all the things she wanted to do and say, hoping for a sign of the small cottonball she had angrily abandoned just days earlier.


Jan 27, 2018 10:39 AM

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[ Edited: Jan 27, 2018 10:56 AM by Dhracia ]
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Briar Rainy
 

// for my own reference: this takes place a couple weeks before “pitiful”

Briar had taken to combing the lookout with some amount of regularity. The cliffs held a bizarre fascination for her, and she often sat just by the edge, feeling the sea spray on her face and generally moping about her wounded leg and having been yelled at by Dhracia. She was still wounded, emotionally, from that occasion, and rather than track her down she had skulked off alone. And she had remained alone. Fuck you, Briar.

On her long, mopey excursions to this place, as well as the ones prior to her injury, she had eventually found a ledge juust down from the edge of the cliff. There was a small slope, and a tiny drop, and then a flat and sturdy edge big enough to walk on without danger of falling, though it was not readily visible from the topmost cliff. Here the buffeting of wind was just enough that, occasionally, a thrill of fear caused her stomach to churn nervously, and then when the zephyrs abated, so, too, would the feeling. It was sort of like being around Dhracia, and she embraced the pleasurable torture.

It was on this occasion that she found herself lying with her forepaws dangling carelessly over the edge, the sun overhead warming her coat as she closed her eyes sleepily against the rays. From her position she neither heard nor otherwise detected Dhracia above, though if she had, she likely wouldn’t know what to do about it, anyway. She felt it likely that she would receive disapproval again, perhaps for the stunt of her favorite resting place, but Dhracia was nothing if not unpredictable.


Jan 27, 2018 11:55 AM — Post #1

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Dhracia Madison
 

It had become a cycle of searching. Her nose would drop to the ground, inhale, and hold the scent of her companion as she walked. She would let it out and breathe again, finding it elsewhere. And after three or four inhalations, she would raise her head, scanning the cliffside to see if she was close enough to spot her. She never was.

Dhracia lost track of how long she spent searching for Briar. Time passed quickly, as it often did when one was fixated. Until the moment she spotted the tiny white wolf dangling her paws of the cliff’s edge. Then, her heart leaped and time slowed to a halt.

Fear shrouded the initial thought that sparked in her mind: what is she doing there.

Fear that she would suddenly slip away and vanish. Fear that Dhracia had taken too long getting over her hungers. That she had done something to risk losing her.

Dhracia hadn’t realized that she’d stopped walking. She stood there, tail still, only watching - until she had the mind to act again, breaking out of her sour panic.

“Cottonball,” she called softly, keeping her place. Desperate to see some form of acknowledgment before she blinked out of existence.


Jan 29, 2018 01:48 PM — Post #2

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Briar Rainy
 

By the time Dhracia drew closer, Briar was beginning to nod, her eyelids heavy with sleep, and so hearing her nickname softly called brought a dazed smile to her lips, as if she were in a dream. It took a moment, a long few seconds, before she realized that she hadn’t dreamed that- because now the scent, so familiar to her, was rich and full and.. oh. Right there. She started, not quite jumping out of her skin but certainly brought awake suddenly by the apparition

Briar’s ears folded back and she had a look of apology on her face, as if she’d been caught doing something wrong. Was she here to yell at her some more? Or maybe she’d gotten over it and was ready to move along. Her brain was still somewhat fuzzy, but she tried laboriously to drag herself up into a sitting position, leg canted out at a somewhat awkward angle so as not to receive the pressure of her bodyweight.

“Hi,” she squeaked, voice somewhat raspy with disuse over the past few days.


Jan 29, 2018 03:00 PM — Post #3

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Dhracia Madison
 

The moment she caught a glimpse of recognition from her companion, she moved forward.

It took all of her restraint not to fly toward the girl like a fireball, teeth baring and tongue lashing. All of the rage and hunger that had been quelled over the past few days roared back to life the instant she felt that connection, and yet she couldn’t - wouldn’t - let it consume her. There was a time and a place for that, but here and now were not them. Her silver eyes glowed with mercury and subsequently softened, halting her pace a few immediate feet away from Briar, just in time to hear her meek greeting.

She stared at her for a moment, and then allowed her expression to wither, her shoulders slumping with a long sigh of relief. Her body relaxed, the ache of her gored hip showing through in her posture. An intentional vulnerability.

Without leaving room for explanations, she closed the gap and slid her chin over the top of Briar’s head, a softening of relief. “I’ve been looking for you everywhere.”


Jan 29, 2018 04:37 PM — Post #4

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Briar Rainy
 

There was a moment of tension in which Briar began to worry that Dhracia might attack her again, or throw her off the cliff, or maybe puke in her hair. She didn’t know, and simply stared, waiting. But then it was gone, and Dhracia’s muzzle was being slid over her head, and her ears folded back softly.

“I’m here,” she said, leaning into the embrace, but pulling back when she saw the injury on Dhracia’s thigh. That hadn’t been there from the fight with Frick. Had she gone after him? “Dhracia, what happened?” She tried to shift closer, to sniff the wound, to clean it if she would allow.


Jan 29, 2018 04:52 PM — Post #5

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Dhracia Madison
 

It didn’t even occur to her that she could be received with anything less than obedience, the action came so naturally to her that she hovered for a moment with her chin atop Briar’s head, pushing the pain in her hip aside, the anguish of not knowing where she was. Just being relieved that she had found Briar, and she was still in one piece, and she could pick back up where she left off.

Briar soon pulled away and Dhracia leaned in to compensate for the growing space before hearing her question. Her ears flicked as she straightened up, watching Briar lean in close to her wound.

The hair on her spine threatened to lift. But she had counted on Briar noticing it all the same.

“Don’t worry about it. Just an accident,” Dhracia replied tiredly, tilting her muzzle down in an attempt to nudge Briar away from it. It stung. She would hazard a guess that it could use a good cleaning. But not right now.

Instead, she sought Briar’s gaze, her own dimming with remorse. “I shouldn’t have stormed off.”


Jan 31, 2018 09:46 PM — Post #6

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Briar Rainy
 

Briar was confused to find her muzzle being forced away from the wound. She was seeking the scent of some stranger there, but unable to find it for how quickly she was refused access. Her eyes lingered there, but found Dhracia’s again before long.

“Oh, you know, it’s fine. Let’s forget about it.” Like she wanted to forget about all the other things that had gone wrong between them. She settled back a little more comfortably, the breeze playing in her fur as it danced up off the water far below.

She looked from Dhracia’s thigh, to her own leg. “I guess we’re stuck here a little longer before we can get the heck out of these mountains, huh?” Briar wasn’t sure if Dhracia even wanted to leave the mountains, but the itch in her own feet had continued and she was tired of this place, however often she found herself returning to the cliff.


Feb 01, 2018 12:39 PM — Post #7

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Dhracia Madison
 

She had successfully relocated Briar’s attention away from her wound. So she thought. She wouldn’t discount the thought that Briar might try to touch on it later, but for now, Dhracia was content to think that it was a subject set aside for another time.

And much like the wound, Briar was keen to forget the mishap between them. Dhracia’s lips twitched, even threatened to curl, though inwardly she was haunted by that anger. That hatred. The bestial, burning desire in her heart for blood. She feared that it would rise again and further jeopardize their relationship. And she needed to do everything she could to secure that relationship. Bolt it down, prepare it for the inevitable storm sure to return.

“I’ll admit, I’m rather fond of the mountains,” she said distractedly, realizing she’d been staring past Briar as her thoughts consumed her. She wanted to discuss what had happened. It was frustrating that Briar evaded it.

Her gaze focused back on her. “Where would you rather be?”

The question was not made in accusation, or in passive-aggressiveness. She sincerely wanted to know.


Feb 04, 2018 08:22 PM — Post #8

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Briar Rainy
 

“Oh.”

She was fond of the mountains. Okay, that was fine. In truth, Briar hadn’t really liked anywhere she’d been so far, except for the beach, and that was snatched away from her before she could really even start to enjoy it.

She huffed softly. “I dunno. I’m just bummed about my leg I guess. And yours too.” She wanted to do things, not be laid-up with an injury.. and now with Dhracia hurt, too, what if they needed to defend themselves? Or.. something. Groaning, she flopped onto her side. “This spot’s pretty good, actually,” she murmured, gazing back out over the water.


Feb 07, 2018 01:32 PM — Post #9

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