Pond Dust Magic Wolves~ Part Four~ A Forest Fight

Contender~ "LIZ, IT IS NOTHING!"

(Anyone want to rp with Glint?)

((RP with Fire?))

((Im here!))

Fire~ I saw Glint.

Link~ "Wanna go to camp Lacy?"

Spark looked up hesitantly and caught Recluce's gaze. "Oh, no!" he wimpered, knowing his secret was out.

Recluse~ I gave a small smile

((Reply!))

Lizzie~"What? why are you yelling at me?" I growled turning on Contender

(anyone want to rp with me?
Mack ~ Male ~single
Raz~Male single
Foxy~ female ~ single
Sparkle ~ female ~ Single))))

((I can! How about Mack and Cloud. You don't have to have all charries together.))

Contender~ "Oh, sorry, there is just nothing up there. I promise."

((HULLLLLLO... reply to Lace))

As Saprk's mind clouded with dismay, a thought brighted his perspective a bit. Maybe she loves me too. He smile back, but then realized how ridculous that was. He shook his head, took a few steps back, and was gone, dust flying into the air. He was crushed. He didn't stop running. He closed his eyes as tears welled in them.
He skidded to a halt when he saw Icepelt.

"Stay with the pack." he choked.

"Spark..." he began, concerned.

"Stay with the pack." he repeated, dissapearing again.

Spark ran. He stood at the shore of the lake in seconds. He simply sat by the rocky, shell covered shore and sobbed.

Recluse~ As I saw him run away, I frowned. It's not meant to be... I thought in a whisper out loud. A tear fell on the floor covered in Hieroglyphics.

((Two-legs were killed, and now it's just drama :)))

((KK! She is still in the cave with Recluse right?))

(Nah. She'll be in the nursery with Scyth.)

Shayde smiled as Sheba tackled Flame.

Sheba tuged on Flame's tail, and growled.

Scythera smiled. "How's your wing, Shayde?" she asked.

"It's alright. I can't fly and I still stumble- but I'm fine." Shayde replied.

((XD))

Spark wiped his tears. He would return to camp. He'd....

Suddenly he was in the forest. A lone, scraggly wolf was wandering alone. Spark's mouth fell agape. He ran over to greet the wolf and help him. He howled and barked, but his efforts were futile. The forest was moving with him; It hovered over him like a dream. He couldn't approach the wolf. Without a care he kept running. "I'm faster than you...." he growled to himself. Surely he had to be. This skinny, pale-pelted wolf could never outrun him. He was as fast as light.

Then a rustling in the bushed stoped him in his tracks. Another wolf was coming. Maybe that wolf would help the poor pup. As the wolf emerged he stopped breathing.

Recluse.

He ran even fasted than he had tried before. He ran, howling towards his love. He inhaled and exhaled quickly. He didn't care that he wasn't any closer than before.

He then reaized something. He was getting closer. And the poor wolf. It was...

Him.

It was Spark. That was when he was sure that it was a fantasy. It was his memory of meeting Recluse. She'd helped him when he needed it. Then he saw something he'd been too exhausted to see when he'd first met her.

Compassion.

Suddenly he slammed into something. A wolf. He tumbled over, still in a daze from his memory. Then he inhaled. He stopped breathing again.

Recluse.

He didn't know wether to run and hide or approach the wolf. He didn't know if he should howl or shudder. Then he realized something happily. He didn't care.

"Recluse...." he said, crying, pressing his muzzle against her shoulder.


((Nice, huh? 8) ))

((What? Oh, sure.))

Icepelt sighed. He knew his brother. He also knew this would be over quickly. His stomach grumbled loudly; he wish he'd got Spark to teach him how to hunt before he got all dramatic.

"Well, I'll just catch something myself." he declared stubbornly as he padded into the forest, tail held high.