Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

[Luna_Wolf72]

Another low laugh.

"I never worry about you, E. Well not much. But this inability to form coherent sentences that are at least semi-polite is from my days and nights being all mixed up. I spend the better portion of the day asleep and am up all night when most people are in bed. For the most part, that suits me, as i am not much of a talker anyway. However it does tend to inhibit me...as I find myself unable to stop my brain from dwelling on real world things that have absolutely no meaning."

A yawn, a sigh, another snuggle.

"I have to get ready to leave. Duty calls as well as four empty coffee urns."

 

[Erlind]

"Then I have to let you," I grumble. I wait a moment before releasing her, but eventually comply. I shake my head.

"Fine, but four empty coffee urns is too much. If you drank less coffee you'd probably be better off in the talking department too." I know better than what I tell her, but its the story I insist on anyway.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I stand up and stretch before leaning down to brush a kiss over his mouth.

"Smart ass! And for the record, I very RARELY drink coffee. No way I'd be drinking enough coffee to need to fill four urns." A pause. "Four urns equals about 120 cups..."

Blinks. Places another soft kiss upon his cheek.

"gotta run."

 

[Erlind]

"Later, Luna."

I reluctantly slip out the back.

 

[yeishia]

Slips inside , holding up the mistletoe, blushing a great deal she kisses Luna and then Erlend gently on their lips before quickly stepping back giggling.

Thyri asked me to pass this coupon on.

* giggles * You've been tagged, and now you must pass it on.

Start an epidemic of kisses.

(Lol I am a little late I know)​

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Soundless footsteps take me through the woods toward my cabin. I have found myself living on the edge recently~ scared to move forward, terrified to move back. Everything has changed in ways I am just not ready for.

No matter.

Eventually, I reach my cabin and stumble inside, flicking the switch beside the entrance that will illuminate the downstairs hall. Eyes, a darker brown than usual, dart left and then right before I kick off my timberland boots and head for the living room.

I need a fire.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I come out of the haze of words, the first piece for Desire is written and posted in my Cavern. I keep reading it, knowing that there is more. Knowing that I have a bit of scene setting to do...but for the nonce that is all there is.

I can not make more words appear if they will not...and so...

I turn my attention to Micah. A gift for one who does not visit often enough.

I have an idea for her, something that will please my distant friend.

 

[palemoon2035]

Wandering aimlessly for days, I find myself at the door of the home of a wolf, a friend, a lovely woman. I am not sure how I ended up here, or what brought me here. Still, when we are in need, our friends will find us, or we will find them.

Clenching a piece of yellow parchment wrapped in a red cloth bow, I smile and take out an old pencil. Writing on the outside of the paper as neatly as I can:

A new post for our story. I am quite proud of it. I hope I did the story and the subject matter justice. Enjoy, and as always, thank you for your patience.​

I slide a white long stem rose through a loop in the bow. I am not sure how long I have been holding the rose. I must have picked it up in the forest at some point. This seems like the perfect place to leave it now. I lay it and the rolled paper on the door step. I knock on the door and then skip away before I can be seen or pounced.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Tired footsteps lead me home. Eyes are darkened from lack of sleep, from heavy thoughts, from the absolutely awful night shift I had pulled in the Real World. I ran into a tree, backtracked and tripped over a root.

My brain was NOT focusing.

closing my eyes for but a moment, I gave a brisk shake of tousled dark brown and auburn curls before resuming my stroll through the early morning woods. Eventually, I reached my heart home and climbed the stairs leading to my cabin.

A few wiggled fingers convinced the door to open and then I slipped inside.

Wolf Writing. Stay OUT.​

 

[Erlind]

There is a sign up explaining how important it is I stay out. I examine and decide it has been there too long for me to pay it attention. I stroll past the warning and through the woods seeking a woman who it seems may be waiting to tell me something, or not. Whatever the case I wander through the woods seeking a wolf.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Home again.

I need to try and get some sort of focus so that I can find words for the stories I need to post to.

I don't think it's going to happen unless I barricade myself away and try like hell to not talk to anyone.

EVER.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

In order of posts due the longest~

Moon Lady
E
Bella
Rider
a patient male.

PLUS...

email story which has been at least a week...

 

[Katiesub]

The chattering of squirrels, their sharp claws scampering up and down her sides wakes Linden from a seasons-long slumber. She steps out of her tree carefully, slowly, and listens once more to the sounds of the forest around her.

The cabin looks quiet, yet not forsaken, and Linden slips into the arms of her friend the Willow, balancing on his broad branch. She pulls her knees up to her chin and watches, listens, and absorbs the life of the forest into her waking consciousness.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

The headache is vast and fierce, a pulsation that brings tears to my eyes and agony to my brain.

In reality, I have swallowed two tylenol and am sipping ginger ale for an upset belly, but here...I awaken with a sigh and move to the front door to throw it open and get some of this god forsaken stuffiness out of the house.

I catch a scent then.

A tree long missing from my home, a spirit much missed.

I wonder if she is still near by?

 

[Katiesub]

Linden notices movement within the cabin, a shadow across a window that disappears after a fleeting moment.

No more movement is noted as she watches quietly from the arms of the willow. A raven flies by her perch, lands near the cabin and picks up something it fancies. A piece of offal? A shiny trinket? No telling.

Idly weaving the long, thin leaves of the willow, she fashions an anklet. Closing her eyes and concentrating, the leaves grow woody and substantial in her hand and she slips off her perch, glides to the porch and places the anklet on the welcome mat.

She returns to her perch on the willow and closes her eyes.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Scent.

Woodsy.

I return to the front door and look out. No pretty seen but anklet found. Means a pretty, a missed one, has been here.

Linden.

Is her heart tree still there?

I look. I see. Is smaller. Someone has awakened.

 

[Katiesub]

Linden's heart leaps as she sees the familiar form in the door. Her gift is lifted, seemingly accepted, but still she lingers unmoving on her perch.

The snow lies quietly on the forest floor, but one small branch of her heart tree stirs. A dozen buds swell, and the tiny flowers that the wild bees of the wood treasure for their honey bloom.

A dozen tiny blooms. A hundred yards to the porch. Yet Linden knows the scenting capability of the wolf and she, unmoving in any other muscle, smiles.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Nostrils capture heart tree blooms.

Honey...slightly tart.

Wide honey brown eyes search. But no lithe form found near heart home. Look further afield before searching nearer wood friends.

Flash of a slender limb.


"Oh Linden, you should come down from your perch and give me a hug. I have missed you."

 

[Katiesub]

Her eyes meet across the distance and she smiles widely. Slipping off her perch, she drops to the forest floor and glides across the intervening distance.

As she climbs the steps, she notes the anklet in Luna's hand. She draws nearer, then glides to her knees and takes the anklet in her mouth. Bending lower, she gently takes Luna's foot in her hands and makes as to lift it, looking up in a silent question.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Soft smile as pretty lithe girl comes close and kneels, just before small foot.

One hand reaches for up-tilted head, slender fingers trailing through the length of hair. A sharp nod, a quick grin.

Foot lifts.

"Hello pretty. You can put it on, if you want."

 

[Katiesub]

She briefly leans her head back into the hand in her hair, savoring the touch of a warm being after so long in her tree. She bends back down and cradles Luna's foot in her hands. Bending down, the anklet still in her mouth, she places it carefully over the beautiful toes, bends further and kisses the arch of Luna's foot as her hands carefully slides the anklet up and into its place.

Setting the foot down once more as if it were the most precious china, she kisses Luna's arch once more, then lays her cheek along the foot and closes her eyes.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Bending slightly so that strong fingers can tangle in pretty hair. I want to thank her for the gift of her presence much more than the gift of the anklet. So, with no further ado, I lean down and scoop her up into the strength of my arms.

Her body is pale, lithe, sweet.

Rising with her in the cradle of my arms, I carry us both toward my porch swing and settle down into quietude.

"I had missed you, pretty Linden girl. You should come round more often."

One hand rises, touches her cheek, her mouth...and then my own cheek.

"Give us a kiss, pretty?"

 

[Katiesub]

Linden, sinks into Luna's arms as she is carried to the swing.

Leaning back, looking deep into the honey brown eyes of her gentle captor, she presses her lips, her cheek into the hand that rises to her face.

At the invitation of the finger, she leans forward and chastely kisses Luna's cheek then buries her head in the curve of her neck, clinging desperately within Luna's strong arms.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Evening birds sing their goodbyes to one another as the sun gently dives beneath the far horizon line beyond my wooded enclave.

A Linden in my arms and my heart for once, at peace. I drift into silence and allow my hands to stroke slender limbs.

"Thank you pretty."

Lips find her temple and rest there...

 

[Katiesub]

She settles into Luna's arms, thinking ... remembering.

Finally, she leans back, looks deeply into her arms and tries to speak. Her mouth opens, yet no sound issues from it.

Her eyes close in frustration. It has been too long. Months inside her tree has eliminated her ability to speak. Her eyes open, grow wide in desperation as she tries to articulate her racing thoughts.

Finally a word slips out. "Miss."

After what seems an eternity of struggle, heart pounding, veins in her neck standing out with effort, a final word slips through her lips. "Need."

She buries her head once again in Luna's neck and sobs miserably until, finally calming, she lies there limp and spent.