Desdemona

Her body was steel grey with a black cresent moon on her left haunch. Her beauty was unsurpassable as was that of her two sisters. Could you deny her?

Desdemona

Silently that grey female trotted to the canyon her head down in that of one who was prepared to fight. She had her neck covered and her eyes flued straight agead as if in fear that somebody was out to hurt her. She growled softly and howled calling for someone to talk to. She hadnt eaten or slept in many days but that was ok. She was doing fine. She had to do fine for that was what she was. Desdemona gazed up at the sky smiling at the moon. It was after moons that her and her two sisters were named. Softly she laughed and looked away back towards the valley where all those who didnt pay attention to the moons and stars lived. She was new here and was unsure that her sister Luna had made the right choice to pick a new place to live but nobody argued with Luna. It was like a rule. Out of the three sisters she was definitly the most dominant. Desdemona was the peace maker out of her two sisters always waiting patiently for tempers to cool and stepping in when it was most needed. She howled once more singing of happiness and peace for she did not know that a storm was brewing down below.

Love me for Who I Am

Zev

Light-hued hunter staggered in, his gaunt frame barely held aloft on limbs long gone slack. He muttered to himself, to the air around him, pausing for a few moments here and there to turn over a pebble or so, as though his daughter might be underneath it, cursing when she was not.

It took him several moments to realize that he was not alone, and it was only then that he raised his head, the orbs that locked with hers carrying a fire: a fire lit by desperation, grief, and a bit of madness. Dry, cracked lips parted and he spoke haltingly. Sol..Soleda. Where? My daughter? Have you seen... Soleda.... And he cleared his throat, speaking again, this time more sensibly. Deep gray, she is... pup. Blue eyes. Soleda... please... seen Sol...? There was a small sparkle in his eyes... that little peice of him that was still left, stil desperate to find his daughter and bring her home. Tears ran down his face unheeded as he awaited her answer, panting where he stood. He was in bad shape.

Shadows are my only companions now...

Desdemona

Some people seem to think they always know what's best for you
Their little minds try to create a world to keep you still
The bolt is thrown, the cage is locked
You saw this, don't you lie
At first you cry and then you hate those people stole your will...

Do as you are told and maybe then we'll let you out
You might be dead and cold, you might be full of doubt
Don't try to escape cuz you don't have nowhere to go
If nothing is your fate... there's no scenario
No nothing

Do you call my name
Do you stain my brain
My eyes are blurry and I can't see you anymore
Do you call my name
Do you breed my pain
My heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore

So you just sit there, stuck, afraid to risk reality
Afraid to cause yourself more pain, to face insanity
But nothing ventured, nothing gained
You see... your fear's your cage
You beg for help but you're alone, stuck in a helpless rage

Do you call my name
Do you stain my brain
My eyes are blurry and I can't see you anymore
Do you call my name
Do you breed my pain
My heart is bloody and I can't take it anymore

She heard his voice and turned silently. She watched him silently for a moment grief radiating from her. She hated seeing others like this so sick and down. She watched him a moment longer then said softly "I am sorry....I have never heard of a Soleda. If you would like I could call my sisters and we could all try to find her. They wouldnt mind helping." She spoke calmly with a mothers gentleness. She moved towards him and touched a nose to his neck "Lets go sick brother. You should not be out here in your state. What would your daughter think if she saw you like this?" She smiled at him faintly trying to help him any way she could. She didnt know him but she did want to help him.

Zev

Her words made his eyes focus for just a moment, and his words oddly calm, if halting as they flowed forth again. My daughter... my daughter would be happy. My daughter would... cheer and thank the Wind Spirit I am gone. She swore... Blood Oath, and it would make her job easier. But my mate... she would be the one worried. And he shivered with the cold, his pelt no longer able to keep him warm since he had lost weight. But I don't know what else to do... I mus find Soleda... if it means my death. To remove that shadow from Elena's eye... And he faded off, his eyes blurred over once again, shaking his head, but he turned as if to follow her, not knowing or caring where he went.

Desdemona

She watched the male for a moment then said softly "My friend would it help your Elena if she just new that your daughter Soleda was and that she was safe and sound? Do you think that would help her?" She was pulling at strings but she needed to help this male before he was to far gone to help her mate who would lost both a daughter and a mate in this tragic time. She didnt want someone to suffer just because of one stubburn pup there was no point in doing that. She nuzzled him then said softly "Lets go to the Silver Glades and get some food. Im sure Aaka wouldnt mind sharing." Desdemona wasnt exactly welcome at the silver glades but Aaka had to have enough heart to give a starving wolf some food and a place to stay for the night while Desdemona would watch over him and vow to never come back to Aakas lands. At least again....Oh dear this could be fun.

Zev

White bruja listened carefully, concentrating hard on her words, using their reality to beat back the darkness growing within him. Finally, his panting slowed and something a little more solid came into his eyes, smiling a little at this gentle fae.

Aaka... why does that name sound familiar And he conciously put his brain to work, slow as it had become, searching for the name that he KNEW he had heard before. Slowly, the answer came to him, and his eyes grew wide. Aaka! Sister to Moon Spirit. Abamacho... And his eyes grew wide in horror, his sanity completely restored in a moment by the concept. To this fae, it would probably sound like he had lost it completely, but everything was so clear now. He turned horror stricken eyes to her, his face wild. Aaka will not have him... but Soleda... my daughter will follow Abamacho to the ends of the earth. I must find Azul! And he was about to dash off, remembering his manners just in time. My dear lady... you have been most helpful to me. If you ever require assitance, please come to Sedge Creek.

Desdemona

She startled slightly but nodded. She smiled as he turned to run hoping that in some puzzling way she had helped him with his big problem.