Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

A low laugh, a wide yawn.

"You do that, sweetness. But I gotta tell you...I am VERY sneaky."

Standing up, I stretch, all five feet nothing of me and prepare to exit into the RW.

"I gotta run. I should be back tomorrow as I am off. Come find me, just to say hey, if you have the time."

With a slow stalk I make my way toward him so that I can bend over and engulf him in a hug...soft lips find his temple.

"see you soon, my friend..."
 
A warm embrace from a devious wolf. She is sneaky, but so am I.

"Sleep well, Luna."

As she heads for sleep I simply slip out into the darkness. I have many threads to answer and if I don't start I will never finish.
 
The RW releases me and i head back to my Haven.

Settling before my fireplace takes but a moment and soon I am busily typing up a response for Rider while jotting notes for my new thread...

 
-poofs-

-crawls over-

-picks up laptop-

-climbs in lap.. or falls.. or something-

-sets laptop on butt-

i die here now. You and laptop keep me warm - k.
 
-poofs-

-crawls over-

-picks up laptop-

-climbs in lap.. or falls.. or something-

-sets laptop on butt-

i die here now. You and laptop keep me warm - k.

*picks my kitty twin up and carries her upstairs to my bed.

tucks her in...

climbs in beside her with my lap top*

You sleep here.

I love you.:kiss:

*kisses her forehead*
 
*happy smile, lights dimming...typing slows...cuz I want her to be comfy and sleep*

G'night kitty. Talk to you tomorrow. Lots of gossip. Lots of laughter.

Love you. sleep.
 
Yawning. Stretching. Glancing over to see if my twin is still here. She is. Sleeping. Head tossed on the pillow, dark locks of hair all over the place. With a small whimper, cuz I don't wanna get up, I roll from the safe haven of my shared bed and meander toward the bathroom.

I have writing to work on today. Laundry to wash, in the RW. A house to clean...but first? I need some caffeine and some nicotine.
 
Walking, walking, walking... Drawing nearer to Luna's home, this time, I am walking the other direction. I know, there is no time to stop by, not this time, though I wish I could.

"Hello!" shouting towards her, but I must keep walking. Hopefully she will have heard me. She must be awake. At least my scent will linger, and she will know I was thinking about her. I move on to work. It nevers goes away.
 
In the bathroom, foaming at the mouth, why is toothpaste soooo gross? I hear a passing Moon and smile before finishing my routine. I like it whenever she comes by....even if I can't see her, I know that she's around...and it gladdens me.
 
Slips from the wood and quietly up to the small dwelling to silently leave a thank you card and present on the doorstep.

Dearest Luna,

I am sorry for the intrusion into your private space I wanted to thank you so do much for the lovely picture which booth my love and I are now using in our siggys.

Here is a small token of my appreciation. Although the skin tone is wrong (wish I could use photo shop) she so reminded me of you, the wonderful way you have of attracting many to your wolf pack in whatever form they take.

As one who remains on the outside looking in I cannot help but see what a beautiful and nurturing spirit you are...

This also reminds me of you.

Yeishia :rose:



Equally quietly I slip silently back into the welcoming woodlands which surround her home.
 
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I finish tacking my picture up on the wall. Originally, I had sent this pic to a Gutter Goddess BUT I tweaked it a little and decided i wanted to be able to see it...

so I brought it here.

I like it.
 
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Home again. I refuse...absolutely refuse... to say a single word to ANYONE until my piece for the pretty lil bit of fluff is done.

A sign goes up at the end of the driveway leading to my woods.


Stay out. Wolf writing.

After getting my monster and grabbing some candies, I settle down and begin to plot.
 
Teaching Sierra (opening post)

Before

College. A time for parties and studying. A time for rampant sex and exploration. At least, that's what Janine McKeller had always believed. She had believed that all through high school, waiting for the day when she could openly embrace her sexuality. Leaving home and going someplace else, away from the rules and regulations of home and friends and idiot teenagers who picked on anyone not quite like themselves.

She had held on to that hope with both hands while she traveled the world with Peace Corps, learning more about the earth and her place in it than she ever had while trapped in her small home town. She had seen things she had never expected, helped feed the hungry, buried dead babies, dug wells for small villages, built houses. And she had learned that sexuality didn't really mean ANYTHING important, not really. It was just one aspect of yourself, not the whole thing. When she had finally embraced that truth, she felt ready to return back home, to go to college. After all, she was nineteen, soon to be twenty. She had hope that times had changed enough for her to finally be herself.

That hope faded as soon as she was accepted into a very good college and found out that times may have changed but people hadn't. True, there had been active queer groups on campus but the mindset of most people had been the same as what she had run away from. People still picked on others not like themselves but the picking was different, more hurtful.

She had dilly dallied for almost a full year before deciding that she wanted to teach freshman English at the local community college and then spent the next five years working on her Bachelor and Master degrees in Education. It was during her final year of course work that she had met Sierra.

Gorgeous, sweet, somewhat shy Sierra. They had become friends~hanging out from time to time, studying together whenever Sierra's dorm room became too busy, chatting over coffee every once in a while. Janine knew that the young woman was straight but it didn't stop her from fantasizing about her friend from time to time.

After all, except for a few dead end relationships~the last one ending over a year ago~Janine hadn't been touched or done any touching in forever and Sierra was one fine female. However, she hadn't ever told the girl that she preferred women and by the time they had gotten close enough to talk about themselves? Well, it felt like it would ruin the friendship to spill that particular secret, so she didn't.

It was Sierra who had talked her into extending her time at school and going for her Doctor of Education. After all, what fun would it be to leave school and head out into the wilds to maybe get a job at community college when she could stay on, earn her doctorate, write some published work and get on at a good college, one that would allow her to mold the next generation of teachers?

It was then, right then, that Janine decided she was going to seduce Sierra. After all, she had another four years in which to accomplish it. THAT thought made the decision to stay a lot easier.


Now

Janine gave herself a quick glance in the mirror by the front door before heading out into the crisp early morning air. She was supposed to meet up with Sierra for breakfast so they could talk about Janine's upcoming examination for her Master's degree. Things hadn't been settled yet and the girl found herself weighed down with worry. However, she didn't want the worry to be easily seen so this quick look see was needed.

What met her gaze was what ALWAYS looked back from any mirrored surface~ a caramel colored girl with leaf green eyes, freckles and dark auburn curls that she kept pixie short. She glanced down at herself~taking in the loose denim jeans, the black Doc Marten's and fitted black tee all covering a fairly busty build.

With a slight nod, she opened the door and stepped into the day. She would do.
 
Home again.

Words are owed for a sweet Rider and an awesome M13 but I can't seem to find them anywhere...

the words I mean.

My brain is scattered...my thoughts nonsensical.

Maybe if I wrote a solo piece, I would be better able to focus.

Picking up my lap top, i flop down on to my comfy couch. Words. Must have them...
 
Exhausted from a long day. Thrilled to she is home. I knock as always. Hoping to stay a bit longer. At least I can rest a bit and talk to my new friend...and play of course.

*knock, knock*

"Hello? Luna...it isn't too late, is it?
 
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Coming by way of Riding dog, whom seems very happy to be in this place, the halfling leaves a tapestry for her friend.

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Silent feet pad through the woods, a wrapped print under one arm, an envelope in a hand.
Both are left just outside the door before the figure leaves the way she came, lips curved into a smile.
Within the brown paper and string is this.
Within the lilac envelope reads this...

Dearest Luna,
Saw this on my travels and thought instantly of you.
Thought you might appreciate it.
Only the best and warmest of wishes for you lovely Luna,
Brit
x
 
Home again.

I find the gifts left behind and I smile, happily.

Each note is lovingly read and hidden away. Each gift is taken out and hung or placed around my Haven, filling it up with memories and mementos of people who matter to me.

Of things that resonate, with me.

After a few moments I make my way into the living room and flop down on my couch. My lap top is placed upon my lap and opened. While I wait for it to load and log in, I turn on some music and allow the words to cheer me up.


Birthday Cake
 
Home from Hell, smelling faintly of sulfur.

Brain busily discarding words, boiling the ideas down to basics...formulating ideas.

Lap top is dragged out. Doors are flung open. Music is played.
 
Skipping through the woods, down the long path to my most favorite garden, but needing to make a brief stop at my friend's home. My picnic basket in one hand and pitcher of freshly brewed ice tea in the other. Coming to the door step of Luna's cozy haven. I tack the note to the side of the wicker basket.

"Dear Luna,
I thought you migh like somethig to eat. I made a variety of sandwich bites for you to choose from. There are also chips. Of course, if you are not hungry, do at least try a chocolate truffle. They are delicious. Chocolate always makes me feel better. I will stop by later to visit so that we can have a loger chat."


Giggling, I knock three times and leap away, running into the woods before she can get tothe door.
 
i guess no answer is as good as any answer Luna, that and i see youve updated your signature and shout outs

*shakes head*

i dunno whats been in your head, or whats going on, i'd wish more then anything you'd talk to me,

but i guess its just another in a list of people who i thought were friends only to be proved wrong

Goddess keep you and protect you

good bye Luna
 
i guess no answer is as good as any answer Luna, that and i see youve updated your signature and shout outs

*shakes head*

i dunno whats been in your head, or whats going on, i'd wish more then anything you'd talk to me,

but i guess its just another in a list of people who i thought were friends only to be proved wrong

Goddess keep you and protect you

good bye Luna

Yup, cause she needed passive-agresive bullshit.

That makes everyones day so much better.

:rolleyes:
 
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