08-11-2019, 10:54 PM
The whole time since meeting Tristan felt surreal. A wolf pup, yet not a pup. A man and a wolf and Sierra was drawn to him - to pack. Something called. The walking world wouldn't take then around the world in a blink. But Sierra didn't really pay much attention to the sights only the sounds that pushed her over the edge.
It wasn't the real world, but it felt more. And despite the knowledge that she knew Tristan was right, she didn't want to wake. The wolves would be up and rousing by now. She only nodded and parted ways with a kiss.
Sierra awoke with a gasp of air like she'd been drowning in the ice cold water. It was just reality bending its harsh reality on her. Still in Tristan's arms for the night, Sierra curled down against him, hoping he'd not move and ruin the warmth of their shared space.
[[ occ: we can move to a real world thread and deal with the nym, not that there is much other than excitement about seeing an old one again. Or we can move on wherever you want to go with Tristan's plot. Sierra's here to take pictures and that doesn't take long since she's so close. ]]
It wasn't the real world, but it felt more. And despite the knowledge that she knew Tristan was right, she didn't want to wake. The wolves would be up and rousing by now. She only nodded and parted ways with a kiss.
Sierra awoke with a gasp of air like she'd been drowning in the ice cold water. It was just reality bending its harsh reality on her. Still in Tristan's arms for the night, Sierra curled down against him, hoping he'd not move and ruin the warmth of their shared space.
[[ occ: we can move to a real world thread and deal with the nym, not that there is much other than excitement about seeing an old one again. Or we can move on wherever you want to go with Tristan's plot. Sierra's here to take pictures and that doesn't take long since she's so close. ]]