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Four swift, cream legs ran across a valley. They were quick and agile and they were searching for something. Generally, Jericho was hunting. But this time, Jericho was simply running for exercise. He wanted to train just in case he got into Ultoris and became a hunter. He was running with all his might, feeling the rush of the speed enter through his muscles. His heart was pounding loudly he was panting heavily. He loved the feeling of running; he felt free. As he ran, he began to think about certain things that he hadn't even considered thinking about that day--love. He ran, and began to remember her.

She was the cause of all of his scars and trust issues, yet somehow, he couldn't forget her. The nights he spent with her, the mornings to her side... made him remember how good it felt to have someone. To love someone, even if they at the end betrayed him. Just to watch her breathe and sleep made him feel complete; the rise and low of her chest, the occasional flicker of her ears, and just the thought that she was alive was enough for him. He missed that about being in love; the simple fact of being able to wake up next to the same, beautiful face each morning really left an impact on him.

He desired those days again, but his own scars didn't allow him to give in. He just played with whoever came, not minding the feelings involved. He became cold... rigid... dead inside. Yet, secretly, he knew the right girl would come along his way. Jericho kept running yet his mind was wandering, making him bump head first into a tree, falling down with his rump on the floor. He placed a paw on his forehead and petted himself trying to ease the pain. He made a low growl and began to look around to make sure that no one saw him. He lifted himself up and began running again. As he ran, he saw that he had arrived to Waters of Ongar. The stream welcomed him to take a much-needed drink, so he did. He crouched and began slurping the sweet waters and quenched his thirst. He began to look around for signs of life, and he saw no one except a few frogs across the stream. He sat down and admired the beauty of the scenery, somehow expecting company yet desiring to be alone. He licked his maw and once again got himself lost in thought...

OOC: Done <3 ||WORDS: 426 || TAG: @zira
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The afternoon was cool, the breeze small and pleasant. The air was crisp as the she wolf breathed it in slowly, as if savouring her breath. It really was her deepest source of life, but there were things she admired much more than her own existence. She appreciated any other source of life, but nothing caught her attention more than the metamorphosis of the changing leaves of the fall. It was her favorite season, for it what the universes naturally rebirth- much like a phoenix undergoing its own beginning. 

Fragile steps accompanied Zira by simple nature, a process she repeated every day. She liked the sense of familiarity, and at the same time felt perplexed by it- yet she never put any thought into it. Her steps were unguided by anything in particular, yet were all intentional. With the periodic crunch of brittle leaves under her paws, Zira walked in the wooded territory, her ears rotating to absorb any sound other than herself. 

After some time of a consistent pace, Zira's ear twitched east of her, and her head turned toward it. In the woods, she saw a dark figure running through the forest. It was something that brought joy to her heart, for she knew it brought joy to his. Wolves were born for the run, and were fit for nothing else but that. It was an interesting concept, yet a true one to everyone. Zira's smile was warm, despite the wolf not being able to see her. Zira could tell from his body size he was male, and from the faint scent, he belonged to the same pack Zira had recently joined. 

A pack. She had finally done it. The thought blew through her mind for a moment, before she heard a thump and turned her head again to the noise. She saw the male run into a tree stump, and she gasped to herself before running over to him. His scent was familiar, Ultoris, yet also unique and very pleasant. Zira slowed her run as she approached him, cautiously. Even if they were in the same pack, Zira needed to be wary around all strangers. 

Yet something in his eyes stopped her wariness. She cocked her head a little, emerald eyes narrowing with concern, before she bent her head a little lower. Her posture was not threatening, normal for her in the presence of a male much larger than herself. She watched him rub his paw on his head, and she smiled a little bit- a very subtle, sympathetic smile.

"Are you alright?"

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Jericho kept looking at the nature, yet his head was still hurting from the little accident he had earlier. He observed his surroundings; the day was beautiful and the birds were singing harmonious songs. The grass was a bright green, and the trees were dancing with the wind. The stream made him relaxed, yet the headache was becoming unbearable. Jericho yet again placed his legs on his face, trying to rub away the pain. He made yet another low growl, but his grumpiness was taken away when he felt a soft movement behind him.

"Are you alright?"

Jericho's ears perked at the sound of a beautiful female voice. He looked to its direction, and saw that the femme in front of him was even more beautiful than he thought. He immediately stood up and made a sly smirk, and then remembered that probably she had seen him bump his head on a tree. He blushed slightly, yet he thanked goodness that his face was covered in fur. He approached the female slowly yet with full confidence, trying to act all macho in front of the female who just witnessed him being a total dork earlier.

"Yes, beautiful, I am quite alright." He made a small smirk and observed the female with luxurious detail. She had tans, browns, white and creams, and a delicate face. However, what stood out most were her piercing, bright green eyes that seemed to glow on their own. They were so different and shocking to him, and he liked that. Jericho then decided to break the ice and introduce himself, for he was really interested in this particular femme. "My name's Jericho. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name, princess?" As he talked, he had a confident yet friendly expression, totally ignoring his strong headache. He wagged his tail slowly and asked yet another question. "And, if you don't mind me asking... what is a beautiful femme like you doing all alone around here?"

He wondered that because in his mind, femmes are more vulnerable than males when alone. He felt that all females should be protected from sick, twisted wolves that lurked in the shadows. As he thought this, he became increasingly concerned for her safety, but he didn't let it show through, trying to remain his cool. After all, being a worried, nervous wreck isn't the thing that gets the ladies.



OOC: Sorry for the wait and for the short reply! Can't wait for yours! <3||WORDS: 404 || TAG: @zira

MOOD: anticipation, attracted, confident, hurting with a headache || MUSE: meh

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Zira was first taken a little back by his immediate answer, followed by small sentimental nicknames. She smiled warmly, however, relieved he was alright. It was in her blood, that concern that was a tangible aspect, visible in her face. She could see the interest in this male's eyes, and allowed her eyes to soften a little at this. She could already tell this man was a man of flirt, but also a man with a pure heart. She enjoyed this, and found herself attracted to it. His golden eyes had her, she'd admit, and he was a handsome specimen. She only smiled now though, refusing to take on anything else. Images of Kismet flashed in her head, and that warmed her heart a little. She wondered how this male would compare to him. 

Well, Jericho- I am relieved you are okay. Zira said, the smile in her voice audible. Before she spoke again, she watched Jericho carefully, cautiously. She had learned this was the best thing to do when strangers were present. Though she felt no hesitation, nor any vibes that would danger her, she just knew. She knew she could never hurt anyone, but still she understood others could. No, she didn't understand it- she just knew. It was painful for her to admit that she held such knowledge, for she wished it weren't so. But it was, and no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to change things.

Well, I assure you I am no princess- My name is Zira. Jericho, it is a pleasure to meet you. Zira said. Her voice was liquid silver, rolling off her tongue in perfection, or something similar. And, as for the answer to your question, I can feel no harm out here. Not today. Zira smiled now, a contagious and warm one that told her reasoning was truth. And with you out here now, I suppose I won't find any, huh? Zira laughed, a small sound and also genuine. 


OOC; wow i am so sorry for the wait, and this post is shit xC im sorry, next one will be betterrr

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Jericho was very, very interested in this female. His head was always held high and his smirk didn't leave his face. His headache had left his body and his eyes were on the prize. He suddenly caught her sweet scent--she was from Ultoris? Jackpot. He is already in front of a pack female. Jericho smiled as he heard her sweet, delicate voice speak to him once more. "Well, Jericho- I am relieved you are okay." Jericho smiled and felt warm--she really cared for him, and her voice was so innocent and sexy. She was already driving him crazy and he had no idea what her name was. 

"Well, I assure you I am no princess- My name is Zira. Jericho, it is a pleasure to meet you. And, as for the answer to your question, I can feel no harm out here. Not today.  And with you out here now, I suppose I won't find any, huh?" Jericho nodded and chuckled at her last remark. She had a beautiful name that rolled off his tongue like honey. Her eyes were so distracting to Jericho that he caught himself staring at them; it was so uncommon to see wolves like that in Anikira. He quickly replied, "Nice to meet you too, Zira. And I assure you are a princess indeed. And I dunno, I'm just sayin'. But you can count on me. I will protect you, love."

He winked at her flirtatiously and wagged his tail softly. He walked an inch closer and sat down. "So, beautiful, what were you doing around here? ...besides watching me hit my head on a tree?" He laughed softly at his own joke, and awaited for a reply. Ultoris was already promising him great things already. He had no idea why, but he really likes Zira. From her pastel colored fur to her stunning eyes and beautiful voice, she was eye candy for him. He couldn't wait to see what would come from this small talk. He wagged his tail and awaited anxiously for a reply.


OOC: Done! sorry for the wait love <3 i like my reply though its short ;w; ||WORDS: 347 ||TAG: @zira |MOOD: impatient, confident, interested || MUSE: meh

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Zira liked the sound of his chuckle. It was deep, sincere. Sincerity was a trait hard to find in these times and she was glad she had found this male, for he provided her not only good company but some hope. She knew he could probably see the joy in her emerald eyes. When she caught him staring, she knew it must be so. So, she smiled at him a little wider, raising her brow as a silent question. When he spoke, her auds pricked forward to listen as intentionally as she could. She found she was fond of his voice and when he finished, she laughed and shook her head. What makes you so sure I am the princess you claim to me? However, I do appreciate the protection, warrior. She said it with confidence, but not as sure as his was. His was... Present. Tangible. A cord tying the two together, really. She smiled, wondering if he too would appreciate the nickname she bestowed upon him.

She could see his impatience, and small his anxiousness. Was he really so interested in her? So interested to know her? She smiled, a subtle gesture to her mind as she listened to him speak again. She laughed a little at his remark, and her heart warmed watching him wag his tail like a puppy. The sight was a rare one and she found she quite enjoyed it. I really didn't have any true intentions out here, I just thought I would explore, I suppose. Again, I am sorry you hit your head and am pleased you are well. She said. Her voice was warm, like a glowing ember on a windy winter night. It brought not only light and warmth and beauty, but also a source of it all.

What about you, Jericho? Her voice cooed, soft and intentional.


OOC; JEEZUS sorry for this wait again. Life is just so... Meh right now! I'll be active again here really soon<3

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The day was still beautiful and the birds chirped harmoniously. However, all of this was nonexistent for Jericho, because all of his focus was on this female. For some odd reason, she reminded her of his last negative experience--it was all too similar. They met, she was sweet and caring, and all of the sudden things turned downhill. Even if he was interested wholly in this female, as always his expectations of her were low just in case things went the wrong way. All he wanted was some company and maybe a one-night stand, but he discarded the thought and quickly returned his thoughts on her. She spoke, and to him, her voice was like sweet honey, or like water in a dry desert. It was beautiful.

"What makes you so sure I am the princess you claim to me? However, I do appreciate the protection, warrior." Warrior? That was a first for Jericho. Somehow, he liked it, even if he was the pack's hunter. He made a soft smile and answered politely. "The beauty you possess is often seen in princesses, darling." His tone was straightforward and secure, not showing any weakness to this female. She then spoke once more. "I really didn't have any true intentions out here, I just thought I would explore, I suppose. Again, I am sorry you hit your head and am pleased you are well. What about you, Jericho?" Jericho's ears perked at the apology and smiled again. "It's not your fault, so don't worry about it. I just have a small headache. And uh, I was just training to hunt in Ultoris. And if my senses do not betray me, you're also a member of this pack. What do you do here for the pack, love?" He smiled and waited impatiently for her answer. 


OOC: Sorry for this crappy post. x.x I have been so busy lately. I will do better. And don't worry about being busy, I understand completely. xD ||WORDS:  310 ||TAG: @zira || MOOD: confident, curious || MUSE: low

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The day was young, and a beautiful one. And Zira knew that this day would now be a dedication to Jericho, as they were growing close so quick. Their smiles mirrored the other, soft and warm and friendly. Zira saw in him a youth that would never be quenched, and loved this. He was so full of life and full of joy, something she needed and was glad she would grow accustomed to once more.

Her heart stopped a moment as he commented her beauty- something Kismet had done only nights ago. A night she would never forget. Suddenly, she saw some of the male in the one before her, and smiled a little at the thought. Kismet had quickly become favored in her heart. She discarded thoughts of him now though, because here it was her and Jericho. She shook her head shyly, not used to such flattery. "You are smooth with your dialogue, has anyone told you?" That was all she could think to say, but her smile was thankful. Her mind wandered for a moment, wondering how many women he might have charmed like he was doing hers.

Zira smiled warmly at his next words, and nodded her head confirming she was in the same pack he was. She had literally joined the other day, and was glad to know more other than Fury now. Her smile was like a waterfall washing over the thirsty entities. "I am indeed of Ultoris. You have some strong senses, Jericho." Zira laughed a little. "I was recently accepted as the Shaman. I am glad we share the same pack, sincerely. It is good to meet someone as good hearted as yourself and know our alliance is the same." Her words were sincere and once again was glad to meet a soul not as violet as others in this place. Many wolves have lost their natural instinct for family and pack life, and now that she had found one, her mind was eased.


OOC; bahah Zira will have this man someday and he won't be wanting any one night stands anymore ;3

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"You are smooth with your dialogue, has anyone told you?"

"Well, Zira... you're not the first wolf that has thought that about my dialogue." A sudden flashback went through his mind as soon as the femme uttered that question. Her past "mate" always told him that he was a smooth talker. A small shudder came down his spine and for a split second his ears went back and then forth again. He made a small side smile, trying to hide the pain that he went through. It was amazing for Jericho to see how much someone could dig deep into his heart, even if at the end everything was a lie. At the moment of his decision of killing her, the pain was so deep, so tangible, that he decided that no other femme was going to win his heart. He began to desire one-night stands, and to disappear and forget, rather than a true relationship. He desired one, though, but he was far too scared on the inside to throw himself into one. 

"I am indeed of Ultoris. You have some strong senses, Jericho. I was recently accepted as the Shaman. I am glad we share the same pack, sincerely. It is good to meet someone as good hearted as yourself and know our alliance is the same." There was something about her that made his heart flutter. He smiled at her and looked at her with a hint of care and tenderness. "Thank you for saying I'm good hearted... yet I believe you are even more good hearted than I am. I think that there's much more to you than those stunning eyes of you, love." A thought crossed his mind as he stopped his flirting and observed the femme. She was too good to be played with, for she was different. He could feel it. Other females would have been flirting with him already and maybe something else, but this female retained her elegance. She stood gracefully and her eyes reflected the wisdom of her heart. 

The day began to settle down and the sun began to hide behind the clouds. The red, orange and yellow light painted the sky, creating a spectacular scenery. Jericho moved his head toward the sunset and sighed. He sat down and looked at Zira. His eyes widened a little bit when he saw the light reflecting in Zira's eyes and body, giving her an even more glorious appearance. "Zira..." He whispered her name in a way that he thought she couldn't hear. He then raised his head a little bit more and asked her a question to create a small conversation before resting for the night. "So, if you want to darling, would you mind telling me about yourself?" Jericho then maintained his sitting position, hungry to hear her voice once more.  


OOC: DONE. Sorry for the delay x.x  ||WORDS:  477 ||TAG: @zira || MOOD: contemplative || MUSE: decent

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Zira could see the familiar pang of fear cross Jericho's muzzle, though he tried to hide it. It made Zira ache a little inside, seeing this male smile at her with sorrow. However, she assumed he didn't want to talk about it seeing as he had made an effort to hide it. She didn't pry for the most part, and knew that opening up was mostly a matter of trust. These two, though of the same allegiance, might as well have been strangers(despite the obvious desire to make that different on both sides). Zira only smiled back, returning the same half smirk, only hers held understanding. "And surely I will not be the last, huh?" Zira chuckled heartedly. 

Again, that same cool flattery. Zira could see so much of Kismet in this boy. Both charming, honest, knew how to make a woman feel good. Zira laughed at Jericho's comment, and shook her head. Every compliment she aimed his way, he only hit back to her. It was a game to him, maybe. Either way, she was gradually learning to accept the words that brought her up with a humbleness. Her smiles were shy now, and she made eye contact again with Jericho regarding his comment. "Jericho, I'm sure my heart is no more pure than yours. And I surely hope there is more to me than these eyes," Zira laughed again. Her laugh was soft and repetitive, a giggle that danced with the wind. She cocked her head to the side, noticing his thoughtful features. She too, was in thought. She hoped that he would discover all on his own what made her up. Because, surely, there is so much more than those eyes. Though in them they hold her entire life tale. He might see that already.

The sun was setting, painting a beautiful canvas of orange hues on the horizon. Zira's head raised to admire the beauty of it, and smiled at it lightly. She heard something muttered from Jericho but didn't quite catch it as she turned back around to face him. He was sitting down, and Zira knew that meant this night would belong to the two. It would be one of them getting to know each other, as Jericho asked her about herself. Zira sat down as well, approaching a couple more steps so they were closer. She smiled at him then, and shrugged her shoulders raising a brow. "Whatever you want to know, Jericho. I am not shy with my life. Ask, and you shall receive." She chuckled. 



OOC; aweh i love them

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"And surely I will not be the last, huh?"

Jericho chuckled warmly, unsure for the first time in his life as to what to respond to Zira. His mind went blank for a minute or two, still thinking about many things which clouded his mind. Yet his thoughts broke when he heard her voice reply to his last compliment. "Jericho, I'm sure my heart is no more pure than yours. And I surely hope there is more to me than these eyes," She was way too modest. She couldn't see the beauty that lied beneath those eyes? Jericho kept his smile on his maw and replied. "I believe that is incorrect, my love. Your heart is far more crystalline and pure than mine, because I recognize that I haven't done the purest of things, and I truly believe so even if you tell me otherwise. You're right--your eyes are just the beginning of your profound beauty." 

Jericho even surprised himself with that comment, yet he remained calm. He didn't know that he could be so poetic! He then picked her voice again after she had sat down closer to him. His heart raced at the comment, for he wanted to know everything about her. He looked at the floor for a few seconds, thinking about what he wanted to know about. He then lifted his head and made eye contact with her and smiled. "Well, we could start off by your life. Did anything happen to you in your younger days?" Jericho smiled as the wind began to blow against the two wolves. Jericho's fur danced with the wind and a mild shudder went down his spine, for the air was getting colder by each passing minute. At this rate, they would have to go and rest somewhere else much warmer. Jericho then focused again on Zira and anxiously awaited for her reply.


OOC: eeee reply soon <33 ||WORDS: 320 ||TAG: @zira || MOOD: curious || MUSE: decent

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Zira could see the hesitance in her first comment, but shrugged it off. It was true, surely she knew it. But it played nothing into her opinion of him. If she were to be judgemental by nature, she would not be who she was today. She would not be the kind, heartfelt and compassionate femme she was today.

His charm seemed unlimited, like her kindness. She chuckled shyly at his comment, still so unaccustomed to compliments. With Kismet, it was slowly becoming more acceptable because his were so reassuring, repetitive, almost addicting. Though Jericho's charm was just as skilled as Kismet's, Zira was still trying to grasp hold of the meaning behind Jericho's. She looked away shyly again and then made eye contact with him. Surely, she was blushing. "Thank you." What else could she say to him but that?

He sat closer to her now, and Zira smiled at the boyish gesture. She sat down as well now, only a foot or two separating them. The wind had begun to stir now, and it tangled itself in every folicle of Zira's pelt, in a strange dance. The breeze whispered in the tree's and leaves, gossiping stories that the living and breathing would never understand. He then asked Zira of his past, when she was younger. Her heart dropped, skipped a beat every other contraction. She looked down, and smiled sadly at the ground. "I'm not from here. I came from somewhere far away. I lived with a pack in a forest many miles away. I am the only offspring ever produced from them, and also the... Only one left. I lost my pack at a young age to a strange fever. It took my best friend first... He was the omega, so no one really minded his absence but I was heartbroken. Then, one by one, my family fell and before my mother passed, she told me to leave and... I did. It was cowardly of me, but when I think about how hard it was for my mom I don't feel as bad. I found an old wolfess then on the other side of a wide river, and she took me in and taught me everything there is to know about herbs and healing. After a year with her, she too requested I leave." Zira paused. Her voice was slowly getting quieter. But now, she looked up at Jericho and smiled reassuringly. A smile that said, 'please don't be sorry for me.' "She's still out there, and someday I will indeed return to catch up one day. Then I found this place. I found Fury and a new family to live for." Zira smiled again, brighter, more confident. Her voice got a little shy again, and she looked at Jericho sideways. "And looks like you're part of that family."



OOC; EEP O3O

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Jericho's ears began to analize every detail, every hidden corner of her eyes as she spoke of her past. Her face showed sadness and grief as she spoke of her family, and about the horrible fever. She told him a lot of her life, and how she got here to Ultoris. Suddenly, a small sentence, yet so meaningful to him, began to surge from her divine lips. She told him that he was part of her family. His heart stopped, yet skipped with joy. This time, his smile was not flirtatious or with double intentions--it was genuine, crystal clear and thankful. His eyes watered a little, however. He had been recently admitted here, and he was already feeling the family comfort of the pack. Jericho's eyes reflected such an odd feeling--it was indescribable, actually. Some sort of mixture of hope, thankfulness and attraction swept the male off his thoughts for a few seconds. He looked at her soft, shy expression and looked to the floor for a split moment. "Thank you, my love, for making me part of your family. I... I am more than honored." He kept smiling as he added, "You guys are the only family I've ever had."

Jericho's voice was broken and humble for the first time in years--this female had broken some sort of mental barrier that was keeping him from being himself. His eyes watered a little and he made a sad chuckle, trying to hide his feelings. He sighed and began to tell her his life story. "I grew up in some sort of dysfunctional environment. My mom was a very faithful and caring mother and the most amazing wolfess I'll ever know. My father was caring and loving, however he lived a double life. I remember him returning home with some strange scents that were not from mom--however, she just kept quiet and welcomed him with love and care, and cried it all off in her sleep. After a year, I thought I was big enough to go on my own. It was then that I met her; I have never revealed her name to anyone, so consider yourself privileged, darling." He chuckled lovingly to hide the pain he was going to endure when he mentioned her name. "Her name was... Kayla." He sighed and felt his eyes water. Sudden flashbacks of her smiling came to his mind, which he quickly shook off.
"She was black with a white patch of fur on her chest, with penetrating yellow eyes. A few months later I fell in love with her. I thought everything was real--I even considered having a life with her. Pups and all that jazz. One night, she attacked me after having a beautiful moment with her. She told me that all males had to be punished; I discovered that she was in fact a female that seeked revenge on all males for something that she endured in the past. We fought and... In a brink of a second... I..." 

"Please, don't think I am an assassin.I... I really like you, Zira. I don't want to loose you so fast."

"I... killed her." He paused and looked at Zira directly to her eyes. His eyes were filled with tears; every tear reflected the pain and regret he had locked away in his heart. His heart was pounding heavily and his voice was broken and soft. "Please... don't think of me as an assassin. I really regret everything. I regret having her blood on my maw that day. I really loved her, I really did. However..." He trailed off and smiled at her sweetly. "I really hope I can start fresh here. New friends, new family... new love, new future." When he said the last two statements, he looked at her and smiled. The night had settled in slowly as the two talked, and small fireflies began to surround them. Their small, blinking light began to reflect on Jericho's eyes, making him smile at them. "It has gotten dark quickly, hasn't it? We should find a place to spend the night, my princess." He then stopped talking and awaited her reply, for he wanted to hear her elegant voice once more.

OOC: EEEE I loved my reply and I LOVED your post!! <33 SO SORRY FOR THE LATE REPLY OMG IM SORRY ;w; life is so icky sometimes || WORDS: 715 ||TAG: @zira|| MOOD: regretful, hopeful || MUSE: GOOD

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Zira appreciated his attention to her, she really did. Her story was a sad one, and a lonely one but she didn't really know how to feel for herself- how to worry about herself. Her entire life has been serving others and that's exactly how she wanted to continue. It was nice to have someone feel for her, for a change... Well, at this moment she did feel a little. She felt sadness and regret and gods, how she missed her family. She missed them terribly. She watched Jericho's expression change a little, and wondered what it meant, before he looked at the ground and spoke to her. She smiled warmly then and closed her eyes to emphasize the sweetness of it, before she spoke to him. "Jericho, there is no honor in being part of one's family. There is only compassion."

Zira took a step forward when she saw Jericho's eyes wetten with sorrow, and she let her muzzle open a little as she listened, her eyes fixed with true concern. He told her of his parents first; how his father committed adultery and his mother wept every night the struggles of it. It moved her heart to a somewhat darker place, a sadder place, so unlike what she normally was. Then... He told her of a lover. A woman named Kayla, who sounded beautiful. Her heart ached for him, as she knew from the beginning of his tale, due to his sadness and tone, she did not make it to the present. This brought her down; he deserved someone to love him.

When he finished his story, she didn't know what to think. But in that moment of hesitance she had, she realized she didn't think anything. She did not see him any differently. The past is only a story up until now, and the sooner they realized it, the past would hold no control over her. Zira made a sound in her throat, a whimper that was sad and also sympathetic. She shook her head and smiled sadly, and in a split second... She had found herself standing and pressing herself onto Jericho, being a rock for him; she would not let him convince himself he was something he wasn't. "Jericho, please, sssh it's okay." Zira cooed into his fur, rubbing her flank onto his chest and nuzzling him comfortingly. She knew the potential this moment held, and somehow... It changed her, in a way. Kismet's face was in her mind, but faded and turned into Jericho's. Her and Kismet shared intimate and meaningful memories, but he was perfect... He had no flaws, he had no need of healing and Jericho, he needed her. She wanted to invest in him, and heal him all on her own.

"Jericho, don't say such a thing, please. I could never think of you as such, okay? You must understand our past only has control over us- and others- if we let the blame linger. So please... Don't say such things. I understand your life was hard. But like you said, right? You want to start over. And if you'd let me, that is a journey I would love nothing more than to accompany you with." Zira whispered into his fur, hoping he would know now that that was her desire. She wouldn't judge him for his past, not at all. In her own opinion, someone who would lead him on like such deserved worse-

She didn't just think that, did she? She shook her head mentally, and pulled herself away from him and smiled into his eyes, their faces close. "Want to know a secret about me?" Zira smirked playfully, and shrugged shyly before he could answer. "I envy that girl, up until the end- despite my age and wisdom, I don't think I've ever experienced love." Zira laughed, and hoped it didn't sound like a hint- she was only saying the truth. When he said to find a place due to the oncoming darkness, she smiled and nodded.



OOC; omg this is getting so emotional WEH seriously i love them and Zira is gonna snag Jericho's wittle heart and feeeeexxxx eeeeeet (her first smile is like ^_^ <<)

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After expressing his thanks and feelings of honor to Zira, she replied something that he didn't expect. "Jericho, there is no honor in being part of one's family. There is only compassion." At first, he didn't understand what she meant. Then, he slowly let the thought sink in--when you become part of a non-blood family, they accept you because they see that you need them. You become part of them because they see a huge hole in you left by the trials of the past, and they seek out to help you in any way. They accept you and make you part of their family. Jericho looked at Zira warmly and smiled. As he progressed with his life story, Zira's face was one filled with sadness and compassion. To Jericho's eyes, she was analyzing every little detail of his voice, every corner of his story in order to fully understand. She was demonstrating true concern and care; it had been something that Jericho had grown cold to, because he had never felt what it was to be loved and cared for. All he ever knew was to love and never be loved back, and it was a heartbreaking feeling that he wished he wouldn't go through that again.

When he told her about what he did to Kayla, he heard how Zira whimpered and a mantle of sadness and compassion covered her face. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, something amazing and unbelievable happened. Zira, the beautiful green-eyed wolfess that Jericho had already grown comfortable to, was pressing up against his body and nuzzling his neck fur lovingly. Something strange happened inside of Jericho's heart--it was a foreign feeling, only felt once when he was with Kayla for the first times. She gently shushed him, telling him that everything was alright. He looked at her with wide eyes as he felt blood rush to his cheeks. He thanked goodness for the fur of his face, because she would've had seen him blushing. His heart began to pump and beat faster that ever before. "Zira..." He whispered to himself her honey-filled name, hoping she didn't hear him. This embrace changed him for the better, because he wanted more of her. Suddenly all thoughts went blank and the only thing in his mind was Zira. 

She then talked with tender reassurance. "Jericho, don't say such a thing, please. I could never think of you as such, okay?" Wow, she didn't think of him as a murderer... He felt relieved.  "You must understand our past only has control over us--and others--if we let the blame linger. So please... Don't say such things. I understand your life was hard. But like you said, right? You want to start over." Jericho nodded lovingly, still trying to submerge in her scent as she embraced him. "And if you'd let me, that is a journey I would love nothing more than to accompany you with." Jericho nuzzled Zira lovingly and sighed. He desired Zira's company in this journey, because he wouldn't do it alone. "Thank you, Zira," he began, "for your kind and heart-filled words. I want you to stay with me in this journey, my love. You're proving to be a huge help already!" He chuckled, nuzzled her and smiled. "I really like you, Zira. You're a treasure that I had the honor to find."

As they pulled apart, their faces were inches closer than ever before. Her eyes glistened against the fireflies' light that shone around them. He sighed--he was in paradise right now, and he was next to an angel. Her beautiful voice broke the silence between the two."Want to know a secret about me?" She smirked and shrugged, making Jericho melt inside. "I envy that girl, up until the end- despite my age and wisdom, I don't think I've ever experienced love." His heart skipped a beat--maybe it wasn't her intention, but that sounded like a hint. He raised an eyebrow and moved his head next to her ear, and whispered softly, "Maybe I can help you with that." He smiled and returned his head to his previous position. After he suggested to find a place to rest, she nodded--so he stood up and began to search around. It was dark, yet his eyes didn't betray him and they never had before. He then found a den--it was probably made by a wolf that had given birth or something--and nodded for Zira's entrance. He made himself comfortable inside, and made space for her. He smiled and anxiously waited for her.




OOC: EEEE <3 THEY ARE SO CUTE OMG dies she can enter the den and they can fall asleep there. so you can reply, then I reply and end the thread? Then I have to re-read the plot idea because I dun remember. xD||WORDS: 794 || TAG: @zira 
MOOD: mixed emotions || MUSE: great!!