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I'm Walking On Sunshine, And Don't It Feel Good! - Cyrus - 9/13/2025
It had been some time since the drama back at the Respite. But things seemed to have settled down now that everyone had headed off to Avon. Cyrus had been slowly making his way up towards the other pack as well, taking his sweet time to enjoy the solitude and peace he had finally received. No longer was there a cloud of depression over his head, and he was no longer a lovestruck yearling that had his heart crushed. The golden wolf was a new man, having recovered from most of his trauma. And while he did leave the mess with a couple of hang ups, over all he was beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Which happened to include waking up from a burrow to see a bright sun coming up over the horizon. A deep yawn escaped his lips as he stretched out of his temporary home, long legs carrying him out of the den and into the world. Despite how early it was though, he had yet to feel the pang of hunger hit him in the gut. Water was the first thing on his mind, feeling a tad parched after having such a dry mouth throughout the night. But that would take some effort to find some good water, with most of the surrounding areas still infected. A challenge to be sure, but nothing that he couldn't handle. Now time to get a move on and trying to find it.
Persephoneia
RE: I'm Walking On Sunshine, And Don't It Feel Good! - Persephoneia - 9/13/2025
Skill — x/5
this was not home. mother's fields did not cover the hillside nor did the fragrant scent of her flowers drift on the breeze. not even her beloved hound had come with her. instead, the moors opened up before her, extending to various mountain ranges she could see near and in the distance.
despite the beauty of the highlands, seph came to realize she was utterly alone in unfamiliar lands. and in lieu of her heart shattering at the thought, a laugh of disbelief left her lips as she rose onto steady legs. she was alone. no one to impress, no mother controlling her life. no old man waiting to publicly name her his bride. she was finally free.
persephone wandered through the moor, nose lingering over wildflowers she noticed hidden within the grass. parting her jaws, the maiden delicately plucked a few blossoms and turned to tuck them into the fur of her tail. just like before, seph loved to wear flowers in her hair, whether it be a single daisy or a crown atop her head. little flower, her mother would call her whenever she helped braid flowers into her hair for the festivals. times persephone knew she was loved.
the woman froze upon hearing a whisper of feet over the earth, and slowly dragged her gaze up to look at the stranger. her violet eyes studying the way the sunlight danced on the man's hair, noticing the golden blond hue. “who are you?” she asked. the golden color of his fur reminded her of apollo, and seph began to wonder if he were blessed by the god himself. or rather, was he apollo? “do we, know each other?”
RE: I'm Walking On Sunshine, And Don't It Feel Good! - Cyrus - 9/14/2025
It didn't take long for Cyrus to stumble upon something, or rather someone. And while he wasn't particularly ready yet for such interactions with women, he wasn't about to turn away a soft face when they might need him. So when he happened upon her, fresh flowers in her pale fur, he did his best to remain calm and collected. Curiosity still tugged at him, along with a bitter sense of aloofness that was just beneath the surface.
Oh hello there. I didn't mean to startle you.Blue eyes looked her over, studying her before resting his gaze on to her own. A puzzled look appeared as she asked of his name.
I don't believe so. I am Cyrus, who are you? I would have remembered a face such as yours. You must be new here.
The golden wolf kept his distance, trying to be quite a bit safer and keeping his heart more guarded. A behavior learned from past experiences, with hopes that it would keep him safe this time around. Yet still soft enough to not appear a great threat to someone that might not mean him any harm. At least that was the hope.