Celestreal

-Celestreal-

The earth was cold under her dark paws. The flattened landscape was beginning to rise and curve as she made her way. Her long, slender body moved swiftly towards the mountains edge. The sun was setting now and the land was growing dark. Shadows lingered on her fur as the winds caressed her long strands gently. Her dark hues traced the outline of the peak and she narrowed them wearily. Eyes seemed to watch her from all directions and she lifted her lip in a small snarl. The land itself seemed to try to make her turn back. She took a step forward in defiance.

As a pup she had heard stories of this land, of how blood was the liquid in the water and how on some nights, the sky’s evil spirits would fly above, lighting the night with their evil. Was it strange that instead of the stories scaring her they made her want to venture here all the more? She was an only pup in a pack of three; her parents and herself. A dark cave filled with the smell of mildew and death was where she slept at night when the owl’s eyes would stare and the snake’s body would slither. To say it was a hard life would be a severe understatement. For the longest time, her parents would hunt for themselves, forcing Celestreal to eat the tiny bits of meat left. Every night, as she lay shivering and cold in her sleeping place, her stomach would growl at her in anger. It wasn’t long before she became intolerant to the world and all the emotions that flooded it.

Her hues darkened as the memories flooded her mind. The white scar that ran across her left eye seemed to burn even though the fight occurred years ago. She was slightly blind in that eye. She can only see blurs or shadows but that fazed her not at all. Now, as she stared into the forest’s face, blurs and shadows are all she could see, even with her good eye. The scent of other wolves reached her naval and she wrinkled her nose, tensing up. Her ears flickered with the sound of the raven’s caw and she snarled again. No mere forest was going to scare her away. Not even the wolves that resided there. With a growl, she raised her dark head and let a vicious melody ring through the air. The music let everyone know that this land was hers for the taking. Any challenger would get no mercy.

Sure she ‘came in peace’ but she didn’t know what to expect. The only emotion that didn’t exist in her life was fear. The worst that could happen would be death and for that was mere pleasure compared to life. She flattened her ears as she took another step. Her banner was raised high overhead as she awaited any intruders. She was bred to be a fighter. Scars riddled her body from the numerous battles she had won. Her slender, muscular body was strong as she was in her prime. She would be a great Alphess.

The fay made her way under a tall tree, careful not to slip on the icy lands below her. She hid well in the shadows for her coat was a mixture of blacks, deep grays, and dark browns. Not even her eyes would give away her presence for they were a black. The one thing that would give her away would be her scent. Not like she could control that though. Her scent consisted of the smoke from burning wood and rain. The reason why was unknown, even to her. The thought of rain caused a small smile to form on her maw. If one were looking at her, they would never have noticed the smile. Her one true addiction was rain. It brought out a side of her that was rarely awakened.

The area was dark now as evening settled in. The night animals awakened and began their festivities, not bothering to be quiet. An owl flew from the tree above her, its large wings causing a loud whoosh with every flap. Crickets sang to their lovers, their little legs making quite a racket against the silence of the night. The wind rustled any dry life that existed and brushed against her long fur. The night was when magical events that were unseen during the day occurred. Night was Celestreal’s favorite time.

Her hues stared into the darkness at nothing in particular. Eventually, they would adjust and she’d be able to see all but for now she used her stronger senses. Touch, smell, sound. She even closed her eyes and embraced the darkness. She rested her weight on her haunches and curled her tail around herself. There, shadowed in darkness was where the fay waited change.

|Celestreal|Adult|Female|