Post by Deleted on Jun 28, 2019 18:36:50 GMT -5
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Maybe we should talk...
But I'd rather pretend everything is okay.
Breakfast that morning had been nothing but awkward for the blonde. She'd been doing her absolute best to avoid Zero at all costs, she'd started waking far earlier than usual and heading out before most of the others stirred or staying hidden in her room and slipping out only when she was certain she was alone. Today though, it hadn't quite worked out like that. When she'd been joined in the dining room by her pack mate, the blonde had done the only thing she could think off; she felt guilty for not even giving him a chance to say 'hello' or anything before just dropped her toast on her plate, taken it into the kitchen and scurried off at (in her opinion) record speed.
Lyra was relieved that it was so warm though, the past week it had been nothing but miserable and she'd hated having to be cooped up. She liked her morning and evening rides alone, it gave her time to just relax and be alone with her thoughts and Smokey. For Lyra though, even though she did enjoy being able to think. Her thoughts had recently led her to things she didn't want to admit, feelings she didn't want to consider. She knew she'd have to admit things to herself sooner rather than later, but right now she just wanted to pretend that everything was normal. Avoiding Zero? She'd always done that, it wasn't because she became a nervous mess around him or that her mind wandered to that one kiss that had happened, it had been like kissing your sibling. That's what they'd agreed and they'd agreed to never talk about it again, to just pretend that it had never happened. So why now was it always on her mind? Zero didn't care, he seemed to be completely okay around her, just quiet; but that was what her pack mate was like sometimes... quiet.
Honey padded through the trees, her hooves hardly making a sound against the grass and leaves, she could hear birds singing in the trees and for a moment the blonde missed when she'd been staying in the little cabin in this woods, back when everything was... not normal, but she was a human at least. Lyra didn't like to admit out loud, but even though she was finally starting to embrace the wolf in her she still had the occasional nightmare and she was still scared of herself. Looking in the mirror and seeing some of the scars she had, it bothered her still but she tried her best to put on a brave face, especially in preparation for going back to university. She knew there'd be questions about her scars or why she became so ill the same time every month. She was going to struggle to make friends, not just because of the fact she was a werewolf, but she still had a long way to go to trust people outside of her pack and a few close friends after everything that had happened to muggleborns.
As Lyra rode along she could hear the sound of something bouncing off the leaves, and a few seconds later a couple of drops of water splattered on her face. The blonde furrowed her brow, hoping it would remain just a drizzle, she was too far from the house to get back if it started to pour. At least she was near the old cabin she'd stayed in before everything had happened if she needed to take cover.
Sure enough, as she pressed forward with Honey the rain began to fall heavily and Lyra could already feel her clothes starting to get soaked through, "Sorry girl, but we're going to have to wait this out I think." Lyra said to the horse, patting her neck and urging her forward towards the general direction of the cabin as a loud rumble of thunder joined the rain overhead. A flash of lightning lit up the woods for a few seconds and Honey let out a whinny. Lyra rubbed her neck soothingly as she continued forward, keeping an eye out for any large trees she could tie Honey to and shield her from the majority of the downpour.
Drawing closer to the cabin, the storm began to pick up and Lyra could feel her clothes sticking to her as she dismounted the horse and hurriedly fastened her to a particularly thick trunk. She reminded herself once more than she needed to get her wand sorted, if she had enough to buy a new one she could have cast a charm to keep Honey dry and dull the sound of the storm for her, as it was all she could do was pat her leg apologetically and hurry into the cabin, slamming the door behind her, relieved that it was unlocked. The blonde shivered a little as the door shut behind her and she made her way to the bed, pulling the quilt off it and wrapping it around her as she slipped into one of the chairs and glaring at the empty fireplace, another thing she could have done if she'd had a wand. Lyra bowed her head and sighed tiredly, she'd got her alone time alright, but now she had nothing to distract her from her thoughts. Instead, she just hoped that Smokey was in the house and dry with someone but she didn't think about her fox companion for long until she heard another rumble of thunder and the sound of feet on gravel; the blonde narrowed her eyes and curled her hands into a fist, she knew it would likely be one of her packmates but still, she didn't want to relax too much, instead she just waited to see if whoever it was was about to join her.
Lyra was relieved that it was so warm though, the past week it had been nothing but miserable and she'd hated having to be cooped up. She liked her morning and evening rides alone, it gave her time to just relax and be alone with her thoughts and Smokey. For Lyra though, even though she did enjoy being able to think. Her thoughts had recently led her to things she didn't want to admit, feelings she didn't want to consider. She knew she'd have to admit things to herself sooner rather than later, but right now she just wanted to pretend that everything was normal. Avoiding Zero? She'd always done that, it wasn't because she became a nervous mess around him or that her mind wandered to that one kiss that had happened, it had been like kissing your sibling. That's what they'd agreed and they'd agreed to never talk about it again, to just pretend that it had never happened. So why now was it always on her mind? Zero didn't care, he seemed to be completely okay around her, just quiet; but that was what her pack mate was like sometimes... quiet.
Honey padded through the trees, her hooves hardly making a sound against the grass and leaves, she could hear birds singing in the trees and for a moment the blonde missed when she'd been staying in the little cabin in this woods, back when everything was... not normal, but she was a human at least. Lyra didn't like to admit out loud, but even though she was finally starting to embrace the wolf in her she still had the occasional nightmare and she was still scared of herself. Looking in the mirror and seeing some of the scars she had, it bothered her still but she tried her best to put on a brave face, especially in preparation for going back to university. She knew there'd be questions about her scars or why she became so ill the same time every month. She was going to struggle to make friends, not just because of the fact she was a werewolf, but she still had a long way to go to trust people outside of her pack and a few close friends after everything that had happened to muggleborns.
As Lyra rode along she could hear the sound of something bouncing off the leaves, and a few seconds later a couple of drops of water splattered on her face. The blonde furrowed her brow, hoping it would remain just a drizzle, she was too far from the house to get back if it started to pour. At least she was near the old cabin she'd stayed in before everything had happened if she needed to take cover.
Sure enough, as she pressed forward with Honey the rain began to fall heavily and Lyra could already feel her clothes starting to get soaked through, "Sorry girl, but we're going to have to wait this out I think." Lyra said to the horse, patting her neck and urging her forward towards the general direction of the cabin as a loud rumble of thunder joined the rain overhead. A flash of lightning lit up the woods for a few seconds and Honey let out a whinny. Lyra rubbed her neck soothingly as she continued forward, keeping an eye out for any large trees she could tie Honey to and shield her from the majority of the downpour.
Drawing closer to the cabin, the storm began to pick up and Lyra could feel her clothes sticking to her as she dismounted the horse and hurriedly fastened her to a particularly thick trunk. She reminded herself once more than she needed to get her wand sorted, if she had enough to buy a new one she could have cast a charm to keep Honey dry and dull the sound of the storm for her, as it was all she could do was pat her leg apologetically and hurry into the cabin, slamming the door behind her, relieved that it was unlocked. The blonde shivered a little as the door shut behind her and she made her way to the bed, pulling the quilt off it and wrapping it around her as she slipped into one of the chairs and glaring at the empty fireplace, another thing she could have done if she'd had a wand. Lyra bowed her head and sighed tiredly, she'd got her alone time alright, but now she had nothing to distract her from her thoughts. Instead, she just hoped that Smokey was in the house and dry with someone but she didn't think about her fox companion for long until she heard another rumble of thunder and the sound of feet on gravel; the blonde narrowed her eyes and curled her hands into a fist, she knew it would likely be one of her packmates but still, she didn't want to relax too much, instead she just waited to see if whoever it was was about to join her.
OUTFIT // 967 // Heathwood "Zero" Bailey