Such a Beautiful Night (Tagged)

[Rykett]

@shiver

Mykko:

As Mykko had anticipated, the moon had risen by the time of their arrival. Stars shone down on two wolves entering the Lunar Meadow Usually camouflaged amongst the dead grass of early Winter, the flowers gleamed and were easy to pick out. Snow had yet to fall, but the chill of Winter was too ubiquitous to deny. Slowing as he approached the first of the flowers for which the meadow was named, Mykko’s silver eyes flashed as they reflected the glow and swiveled to catch Lila’s gaze. Her orange coat seemed almost green in the light of the flowers.

Mykko was unsure of Lila’s intentions. She’d presented her reasons for wanting to come here as merely scientific, but she’d been nearly flirting with Mykko at the same time. This place was considered one of the two most romantic locations in the valley and here he was... with a girl… a really beautiful girl that he liked. Mykko wasn’t sure which of Lila’s possible reasons for coming here he preferred. Knowing that Lila liked him back would be exciting and incredibly awkward. If she was only interested in the flowers, that would be amazing, too. Having a companion to bounce theories off of would be very helpful. Maybe Mykko would actually figure something out. He never seemed able to come to a conclusion on his own. Sheba had helped with the sun, but everything else was still such a mystery to Mykko.

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Volpina was lost in her character at this point. the wolf named Volpina was merely at a sub-conscious level presently, controlling Lila's actions, but keeping the integrity of her character. Volpina knew that getting so invested in a guise could be dangerous, one could lose themselves and their motive; but it was the only way to do the deed. Or was it that perhaps Volpina wanted to lose Herself? That wasn't thought in her head, but perhaps it was in her heart...

Lila trotted at a bouncing trot a ways behind Mykko, her bright eyes intelligent and curious. The moon was up, bathing the indigo world inasilvery blue haze. The air was clean, eerily empty. One could breathe in, scarecely feeling it. It was as if they were experiencing zero gravity, everything alluringly odd. too still, too silent. No bugs chirruped, no mice rustled, no wind stirred the branches and grasses. No living thing sculpted about, every creature either asleep or staring in awe at the blooms. Slowly, pure, bright flowers lifted their heads, petals opening in a celestial kiss. Then they spread open, their centers spreading an ethereal aura around them. The flowers stretched upwards glowing strongly, sometimes their white light pulsing and pulling at the atmosphere. Lila let her jaw drop slightly, her eyes widening with awe and wonder. She turned her slender head to him after a long moment of silence.

"Do they only bloom at night? Or is it the moon the triggers this reaction?" Suddenly her ears went back, her fur rising in an embarrassed fluff, her thoughts turning romantic. "They aren't wrong...what they say...it defies all reason. The feelings that is. A wolfs emotions are somehow, inexplicably turned towards love at the sight...Perhaps it...reminds them of their lonliness." Speaking the last sentence she settled beside him, gazing into his sterling silver eyes. He did seem like a lonely soul. His constant flow of questions and unquenchable thirst for knowledge inadvertently separating him from close social contact. Of course Lila didn't know his past, but Mykko wasn't exactly that hard to read.

[Rykett]

Mykko:

The silence between them felt natural as they bathed in the beauty. Awe and wonder thrived twisted up Mykko’s thoughts so even they were silent for a moment. Then Lila moved, turning away from the breathtaking sight to address Mykko. The first words out of her lips were questions. Immediately, Mykko’s thoughts broke free and rushing out his mouth. ”Perhaps, it’s the moon. It’s nearly full tonight so that’s a valid theory. We’d have to come back another night when it’s cloudy or their a new moon or something. How do you think they glow? If the moon is the trigger, perhaps they’re repurposing it’s light in some way. If that were the case though, wouldn’t the sun be a better source of light? Maybe the sun’s too bright for them...” Mykko broke off in his theorizing when he noticed Lila’s ears were back. Was she mad at him? Her cheeks were puffed up in a blush.

Lila’s next words were softer and more philosophical. ”It defies all reason. The feelings that is. A wolf’s emotions are somehow, inexplicably turned towards love at the sight...Perhaps it...reminds them of their loneliness.” Mykko turned over her words in his mind trying to determine exactly what Lila was trying to convey. ‘Is she talking about the flowers or…. She could be talking about the flowers….. Right?’ He turned to meet her gaze, opening his maw to say something, but the words didn’t come. The last word she’d spoken echoed through his mind a resonated through his bones. ”Loneliness.” Mykko was no stranger to loneliness. Forced into isolation, he’d never really know what it was like to really be accepted… Perhaps he could have sought out a pack to find companionship, but his previous experiences with packs drove him away from those borders.

”Are you lonely?” Mykko finally managed a response, staring into those pale green eyes. His mouth felt dry and his heart beat faster as he took a cautious step towards the female to fully face her.

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The sight was truly one to behold, such a sight would happen again and again, surprising the world each time. However, the real spotlight had to be on the two lone wolves who were no longer quite alone.

Lila sat in the soft, dew strewn field, surrounded by glowing orbs tethered to the earth by a hardy, green cord. Perhaps the flowers did indeed borrow the light from the moon, reflecting it in much the same way as water did. Thoughts such as this no longer held place in Lila's mind, her skull enamored by the being before her. Mykko was such a strange wolf, his endless questions, his way of 'wincing' after enabling his thoughts to be heard. She could see his pain and loneliness in his deep, quick-silver eyes. They were like pools of moonlight, solemn and wise, yet naive. Oh so naive. Gullible even. Once he had an answer he would accept it. He would build off of it and questions would sprout from it, yes, but changing the answer would be difficult. Her words seemed to have tugged at his heart string, perhaps turning his questions inward. He seemed to accept the answer he gave himself before then turning the question onto her. Was she lonely? Of course she was. Everyone had been stolen from her, her best friend and sister had stolen it all. Her light was gone from her, she had nothing to lose, she was a dead wolf walking.

"A wolf who has never been lonely wouldn't know much about it." Lila whispered, her voice like the wind blowing gently through a young forest. She aimed her gaze downwards, pawing at the grass.

[Rykett]

Lila’s gaze shifted away from Mykko’s eyes as she responded. Though lacking an affirmative word, the reply made it obvious that Lila had experienced more than her fair share of loneliness. Mykko wondered how many parallels he would be able to draw between his past and hers, perhaps their only connection was the loneliness felt or perhaps their past were eerily similar. The inexplicable urge to understand this wolf, completely, overwhelmed Mykko. He want to know her past, her hopes for the future, and every facet of her current personality. The strange flowers in comparison to Lila were suddenly dull. She was the most interesting thing in Mykko’s life. Unlike anything else Mykko had analyzed, she wasn’t just some object of study. She was an ever-changing wolf. A someone rather than a something.

A new flood of questions filled Mykko’s mind, ’What was her family like? Are they still alright? Did she part ways with them for a reason or was it just the natural urge to leave the nest that sent her off on her own? Does she plan on ever going back? Would she ever consider settling down or will she be forever a wanderer? Does she like pups or want to have any of her own? What does she think of me? What’s her favorite food? How does she usually spend her time?” Mykko’s first instinct was to barrage her with his questions. As he opened his mouth, he hesitated. Almost all those questions seemed rather personal. Wouldn’t it be rude to randomly start asking them all those questions? He should take it slow. He and Volpina barely knew each other, but he supposed that was all the more reason to ask questions. Still, Mykko hesitated, scared to offend her and cause her to leave. He couldn’t lose her, not now that he had these feelings swelling instead him. He’d never felt this way about any other wolf.

Mykko had to make sure she wanted to stay near him. If she saw him as merely an acquaintance met in her wanderings and planned to part ways soon, he needed to know now. Then he could try to banish these emotions. Hopefully since they were so new, it’d be easier. ’How should I suggest a more permanent relationship? Should I just ask outright? “Hey, let’s never leave each other’s side!” No, that sounds really weird. Is that the definition of a best friends? “Let’s be besties! Whee!” No… What if I don’t want to think of her just as a friend? Maybe I should form it in reflection of her last statement. Yeah, maybe say something about loneliness.’ Mykko swallowed his nervousness, ”Perhaps we could be lonely together?” he proposed softly. His silver eyes focused on her as he spoke, filled with longing and hope. Meanwhile, he mentally reprimanded himself, ’Idiot. That statement made absolutely no sense. Why did I even phrase it that way?! I can’t be lonely if I’m with Lila! It implies that I’m currently lonely while with her, which isn’t… true… I’m not lonely… not around her.’