Post by Alex on Mar 11, 2019 17:21:20 GMT -5
Lost in the abyss, drowned in the deep
No set of lungs could salvage me
Save yourself, save your breath
The tide's too strong, you'll catch your death
The cliff offered a beautiful view at night, especially on one so clear. The full moon hung brightly in the dark sky, drawing her eyes to its hypnotic silver face. No snowfall detracted from the sight of the stars. There was only the rushing of icy winds, barely felt with her thick coat guarding her from the elements. The wind in her fur was nice. It brought her a sense of clarity. Grounding her in a way as she admired the view before her, thinking.
A small pile of stones was sitting at her side, collected from the fields, beaches, and cliffs nearby. Every now and then, she'd take one in her jaws and drop it over the cliff's edge, then watch it descend. She felt at peace. A bit melancholy but when was she ever not, honestly. All that mattered was that a lot of the weight she'd been carrying on her shoulders all winter had been lifted. She and Emmett were okay now. Friends again. Together after too long apart. But he wasn't with her right now, or like he was when they were traveling together. They parted ways again. He went back to the Outerlands, she stayed here. Maybe she would have left with him, but she couldn't just up and leave. At least this time nothing bad happened. She just felt a little lonely and was back to missing him again.
Emmett's scent still clung to her fur, mixing with her own and giving her a faint sense of comfort. Nyx couldn't remember the last time anyone else's scent was so strong on her. Not even any of the chicks she'd been casually involved with. Might've gotten close, but never that close. She'd always pull away after the deed was done. But Emmett... it wasn't like that or anything, but proximity with him was so fucking nice. Not uncomfortable at all. The last thing she wanted was to get away.
She thought about Issa. Like she always seemed to. There was just something about that girl that kept her on Nyx's mind maybe way too much. What would it be like to get close to her? Would Nyx want to pull away or would she try to get as close as she could? She didn't know. She just knew Issa was different from the others. Nyx knew it from how different she felt whenever she was around her. Way more shy and nervous than she'd ever been. Cared way too much about what Issa thought of her. She usually didn't give a shit about what anyone thought.
But she really didn't want to fuck this up. Because fuck, Issa was so damn hot, and cute, and cool, and really fucking nice too? And she was super interesting. It was crazy how this girl managed to keep Nyx at the edge of her seat without even really having to do much. It was the little things she did that Nyx wouldn't expect, and her comments here and there... she was subtle, except for the few times she'd say something a little more overt. And she'd always do it so casually and earnestly, like it was nothing. It drove Nyx fucking crazy.
She wondered if Issa felt the same kind of thing she did. This sort of connection? It was just, there was something here. And she wondered if Issa was ever thinking about her like this. But Nyx doubted it. She wasn't all that amazing or anything, plus Issa didn't seem like the type to get so... fixated. Maybe Issa liked her and all that, she really seemed to, but Nyx doubted she liked her that much...
Goddamn, now she was feeling all sad and shit. Why did this bother her so much? It was like she was being dragged around on a leash. Nyx grumbled and swatted the pile of rocks next to her, spilling them across the ground. A couple of pebbles landed themselves over the edge while others settled in front of her. She quietly started to push them down one by one.
A small pile of stones was sitting at her side, collected from the fields, beaches, and cliffs nearby. Every now and then, she'd take one in her jaws and drop it over the cliff's edge, then watch it descend. She felt at peace. A bit melancholy but when was she ever not, honestly. All that mattered was that a lot of the weight she'd been carrying on her shoulders all winter had been lifted. She and Emmett were okay now. Friends again. Together after too long apart. But he wasn't with her right now, or like he was when they were traveling together. They parted ways again. He went back to the Outerlands, she stayed here. Maybe she would have left with him, but she couldn't just up and leave. At least this time nothing bad happened. She just felt a little lonely and was back to missing him again.
Emmett's scent still clung to her fur, mixing with her own and giving her a faint sense of comfort. Nyx couldn't remember the last time anyone else's scent was so strong on her. Not even any of the chicks she'd been casually involved with. Might've gotten close, but never that close. She'd always pull away after the deed was done. But Emmett... it wasn't like that or anything, but proximity with him was so fucking nice. Not uncomfortable at all. The last thing she wanted was to get away.
She thought about Issa. Like she always seemed to. There was just something about that girl that kept her on Nyx's mind maybe way too much. What would it be like to get close to her? Would Nyx want to pull away or would she try to get as close as she could? She didn't know. She just knew Issa was different from the others. Nyx knew it from how different she felt whenever she was around her. Way more shy and nervous than she'd ever been. Cared way too much about what Issa thought of her. She usually didn't give a shit about what anyone thought.
But she really didn't want to fuck this up. Because fuck, Issa was so damn hot, and cute, and cool, and really fucking nice too? And she was super interesting. It was crazy how this girl managed to keep Nyx at the edge of her seat without even really having to do much. It was the little things she did that Nyx wouldn't expect, and her comments here and there... she was subtle, except for the few times she'd say something a little more overt. And she'd always do it so casually and earnestly, like it was nothing. It drove Nyx fucking crazy.
She wondered if Issa felt the same kind of thing she did. This sort of connection? It was just, there was something here. And she wondered if Issa was ever thinking about her like this. But Nyx doubted it. She wasn't all that amazing or anything, plus Issa didn't seem like the type to get so... fixated. Maybe Issa liked her and all that, she really seemed to, but Nyx doubted she liked her that much...
Goddamn, now she was feeling all sad and shit. Why did this bother her so much? It was like she was being dragged around on a leash. Nyx grumbled and swatted the pile of rocks next to her, spilling them across the ground. A couple of pebbles landed themselves over the edge while others settled in front of her. She quietly started to push them down one by one.
you can take your time, i'm just really craving some more nyx/issa bonding and feel like they could use another thread. set them up w a romantic view uwu