06-05-2019, 05:59 PM
idyllfields
stars did fall
there was something still foreign about living so close to the ocean for idyll. disregarding the fact they were petrified of it and any sizable body of water along with the fact they were traumatized from entering most area's with them. idyll was still capable of enjoying the beach just... very distant from the crashing waves and closer to the tree line surrounding it. the atmosphere it held was entirely different from pictures or brochures. the smell of the salt and sand was a whole different experience compared to the mountains and forest area they lived in almost their entire life. no more thick pine scents during cold winters. no more bitter breezes with the scent of a fire from the hearth laced with it.
it wasn't as though idyllfields didn't like the tropical temperatures and lifestyle. it was just hard to realize that what they had become so accustomed to for so long was no longer there. just a husk of a childhood home, now.
was it still home? in some part of their heart and mind, yes. the typhoon was also a home, though. they had built one. had gone through their hazing tactics and powered through their initiation. they wore their bracelet every day, only taking it off at night to put on their bedside table. it gave them a strange source of comfort, knowing that had come this far through their travels away from the homeland.
the coyote had to suddenly stop, their thoughts colliding with their realization that they had wandered too far into the beach and had begun to enter wet sand. the kind that clung to their legs and tried dragging them down within. idyll would have quickly up and fled to safer grounds, but their eyes were locked onto the encroaching waves. each crash coming toward them, but only just reaching inches away from their paws. their mouth went dry and their body rigid, the only thing moving was their trembling tail and nose. frozen in shock while the sand continued to drag them down inch by inch.
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it wasn't as though idyllfields didn't like the tropical temperatures and lifestyle. it was just hard to realize that what they had become so accustomed to for so long was no longer there. just a husk of a childhood home, now.
was it still home? in some part of their heart and mind, yes. the typhoon was also a home, though. they had built one. had gone through their hazing tactics and powered through their initiation. they wore their bracelet every day, only taking it off at night to put on their bedside table. it gave them a strange source of comfort, knowing that had come this far through their travels away from the homeland.
the coyote had to suddenly stop, their thoughts colliding with their realization that they had wandered too far into the beach and had begun to enter wet sand. the kind that clung to their legs and tried dragging them down within. idyll would have quickly up and fled to safer grounds, but their eyes were locked onto the encroaching waves. each crash coming toward them, but only just reaching inches away from their paws. their mouth went dry and their body rigid, the only thing moving was their trembling tail and nose. frozen in shock while the sand continued to drag them down inch by inch.
[member=1517]LUCA[/member]
holding hands, making light .
they/them — typhoon — eastern coyote