Haunting Me, Forget Those Memories...

[Caspian]

The sky above was not seen through the clouds that draped across the sky, with so few cracks that allowed light into the cove. The water seemed to part, where a small silvery blue speck walked up the slope and towards the open shore, tail dragging as each paw step was light, barely heard. As the creature came into focus, two silvery blue triangular ears protruded from his head, with a delicate green caress of color along the fur covered half of his body. He was a wolf, and a feral one at that. He lived alone unlike many on this terrain did. In his old pack, he was known for murder, but here he was free of his past. His ears twitched as he listened to the sounds of the land that flooded throughout the area, his tail still dragging the ground. His copper and silver eyes were locked on everything in front of him, when a small cawing sound filled his ears.

A small crow by the sounds of it. His face lit up with a smirk, and he stalked over to the location of the sound. Yes, it was a crow; and it happened to be perched on the lowest branch in the tree. Flexing his tail muscles, he swung his tail around to hit the tree. After, to him, what felt like eons, the crow fell, the bird was stunned and watched the wolf. He leaped for it, a foolish move. His teeth grasped it by an inch, and blood trickled into his mouth. Unfortunately, he couldn't grasp the sand and he slammed hard into the tree. If the black bird had not taken over his mouth, the wolf would have screamed as loud as he could; but the many working mechanisms within his body started to work, and his body twisted and his feet landed on the ground, with him in a crouch. Odd eyes wide, the wolf stood, head tilted in shock. How had he just forgot the tree? His mind was truly a wonder...

Eating the crow, the wolf moved back to the sand before laying there, and he began to do something he had not done for what felt like his whole life, which had only been just over two years and what? Six, seven days? Time aside, it had been moons since he had thought about his pack.. And his dead mother. His blue body lay as he began to think of his life from pup-hood to that moment where he lay on the shore, his eyes focused on nothing, and yet focused on everything at the same time.

'Caspian! Guess who!' the voice made his hackles rise. The blue wolf moaned, and glared at the she-wolf that was there now. It was a see-through wolf, a ghost! "What do you want!" he growled as he looked at the evil alphess; the she-wolf who was why he was alone. 'Now now, Hitogoroshi. Don't tre-' she was cut off by a low growl from Caspian. "Shut It!" he snarled, and immediately the she-wolf fell silent, as though he had power over her, but it wouldn't las and he knew it. Why was she bothering him on a calm day? He closed his eyes, hoping that when he opened them she would be gone. He knew it wouldn't work, it never worked. He opened his one copper eye to watch the she-wolf, but she was gone. Where was she?

He startled awake and blinked. "When did I..?"

[Dominique]

The sand rested between her toes, the grainy tides threatening to suck her extremely frail legs into them, and she was careful not to take a wrong step because of it. It wasn't often that she came to the beach. It was dangerous for her here, especially with the sand and the wind and the rocks and the water... Well, it was quite obvious that even she could find a way for everything to kill her off. It wasn't a surprise really, as fragile as she was. Her bones could be so easily broken like a wolf stepping upon a twig. There was nothing stopping anything from snapping her in half. There was nothing strong about her, not physically, mentally, or emotionally. Nothing. She knew that, too, and she often wondered why she had helped found the pack that she had. The Sono Nyx...Nepara and Artellia were great, but she did wonder...

Dominique was a hybrid, a messy cross of a Lumen and a Keiyou. A freak of nature, a disaster that shouldn't exist in the slightest. She could only come to believe that she had been the result of a rape, since she never knew her father, who was obviously Lumen. Her mother had been a Keiyou. She had a kind enough soul to stay with her the first two years of her life, but was too taken aback by the result of the rape to stay with her any longer. She was aware, at this point, that there was no doubt her father was alive. Lumen could live forever if they tried, but Keiyou did not last as long. She wasn't sure how old her mother had been when she birthed her, but she was pretty sure the old bird was long dead by now. Not that she really cared...the female had never been around when she really needed her, so there was no need to care.

She clumsily walked along the beach, swerving to the firmer sands by the water so that she would not be sucked into the softer areas. She was mostly blind, so she relied heavily on her sense of hearing and smell to get around. Her left eye held no ability to see in the slightest and her right was slowly getting there as well. Because of her mixed species, her eyes were incredibly weak. She remembered the first day that she had gone to fly. She had come too close to the sun too fast, emerging from underneath the clouds at a pace too rapid for her own good. The sun that came to be in her face all of a sudden quickly took all of the sight from her one eye. She was lucky she had landed in the branches of a tree that day, the leaves cradling her frail body and keeping her from death. She only flew at night now.

Dominique saw that male, noticed he was sleeping and was about to pass him silently. His sudden waking startled her. She let out a small yelp and stumbled aside, her multicolored wings throwing her off balance. "Oh, d-d-dear..."

[Caspian]

Copper and Silver eyes were wide as the male lifted his head to stare up at her, feeling the soft breeze ruffle his fur. The silvery blue male was enjoying the cool day. It was needed after a long period of hot days passing and he had begun to wonder when the heat streak would end. Caspian sighed with a melancholy shake of his head and rose from the his position on the ground.

"Woah now!" he said as he tried to use his tail to steady her. Not sure if it would work.

Perking his ears, the male listened for the voice of his ghostly friend. He remembered it was a dream and groaned. As he wondered what he would do for the rest of the day, he heard the rustling made by birds as they shrunk back in to their nests. Blinking his orbs in curiosity, the male studied the frail she-wolf. He remembered his days as a curious and timid wolf. His first steps outside of the den had been the beacon of hope he had clung to during his first few moons of life.

Now older, the tom knew what it felt like to be unsure. Fearing injury at every turn. He would be surprised if he met any wolf who was never curious of what was beyond the horizon. The male stood, his eyes soft.

"You okay?" He softly whispered to the wolf, crouching to the ground and smiling. "I'm Caspian." He said, hoping she would not be too scared of his attempt to greet her. "Who are you?"