Quiet now, love.

The air tasted of salt water and the moon had risen just over the tall cliff that towered over the rest of the ocean. Salty waves of water washed over the femme’s paws and soaked her legs. For the time that Kistara had walked this beach it seemed barren of any wildlife other than the native gulls that swooped low to the waves as they caught fish in their beaks. Everything seemed so tranquil; so quiet and at peace with the world. Kistara hadn’t planned on staying here as long as she did, but she was sure glad that she hadn’t left two minutes after finding the place. As she walked along the shoreline her paw pads left imprints in the wet sand, only to be quickly washed away with the forever rolling waves.

hexadecimals / actions #7E587E speech #583759

OOC: Sorry I took so long. 

Trying to find peace, Goldflame had headed for the ocean. He caught sight of a familiar looking wolf, but then again, all white wolves looked the same. Now isn't that curious. He thought. Goldflame's fur gleamed in the moon light like freshly polished silver and gold. His fiery golden eyes seemed to glow in the dark. This light display could've made him look quite stunning, and more like an immortal. Not wanting to be noticed, Goldflame remained silent, hoping the wolf would not set eyes on him. He sat down silently, in the moonlight behind the wolf. I don't want the shadows to quinch my awesome appearance. He thought, stiffling a yawn.

[[ all's well ]]

Kistara's snout was raised to the air a degree and her jaws parted ever so slightly as she inhaled all the scents around; a normal routine she did whenever she got the idea there was someone else with her. It was a bit harder to catch because of the scent the water gave off but she caught it: the scent of another wolf. She quickly turned around, her paws making the water splash as she stopped in her tracks to look for this other. "Now aren't you just dandy?" she chuckled to herself, doubting he would hear it over the sounds of the waves. She recognized this wolf from somewhere.. but where? Kistara shrugged the thought off quickly and padded forward toward him without hesitation. Her movements were swift and keen on silence; she moved with a quite strangely mysterious beauty, allure.

Goldflame's face remained the same, stern and bright. He stood straight up, his tall and muscular body remained firm and unmoved. A hunter for males. How despicable. He thought disgusted. The wind rippled through his gold and silver fur. He lifted his head high, the blood of an alpha in his veins and instinct.

Goldflame nodded in respect. "Hello Ma'am." he said firmly. His gaze shifted, to see a light on the wave, and a song in the air. He saw ashes floating on the wind. He shook his head slightly, then looked back at the white wolf. "Fine night." he said. Goldflame sat down, wondering what starch response she would make.

Goldflame nodded, looking up at the stars. He paid no heed to her coming closer. He smiled, seeing a shooting star fly through the sky. They all blended so strongly together, like the esence of wisdom and imagination. It really is a beautiful night. He thought, smiling broadly. He loved looking up at the stars and somehow knowing his 'sister' might be looking at the same one he was. It seemed to connect everything like a flow of tingling energy. Snapping back to reality, he noticed the female had drawn closer.

Goldflame rolled his eyes where she couldn't see. "Have you ever stopped to look at the stars? To me they're the esence of which imagination and wonder occur. You can look at the stars and know that someone else is looking at the same sky you are. They're what connects us all together." he explained. He looked at her and gave a sarcastic smile to fit her blunt joke.

Knowing his speech, he could detect alomost any lie he heard, and this was one of them. But going along with it, he smiled at her. "You seem like a very smart wolf. I don't think we have introduced ourselves, My name is Goldflame, what is your madam?" he asked softly. He was a master with words, he could twist anyone too his liking, it was a talent.

[[ this will be funner than I thought it was going to be! ]]

Kistara stood and back away from his body before moving back in front of him. Kistara could manipulate anyone she liked and she was going to win this war. She somehow detected that he noticed her lie someone but discarded it and replied, "My name is Kistara; no need to be so formal, love." She could already tell he was going to be a challenge, what with the way he had already played along with her lies. Kistara knew exactly what he was trying to do and she was not going to let him do it. No, she was not going to fall victim to her own games.

Goldflame looked into her eyes, seeking her thoughts. Eyes were the window to the soul. He cocked his head and smiled warmly. "How nice of a name." he said. He looked away, noticing the dark spots on her forehead. How nice of her to think this is a game, a war of manipulation. Trust me dearie, I only have one war in the world, and it's not with you.

Goldflame became startled by the sudden random laughter. D-did I say something funny? He thought confused. He took a step back, wondering when she would stop her hyena fit.  For Canus's sake, your acting foolish! Stop embarrassing yourself, He thought amused by her. This is going to be very entertaining. He thought grinning.

Goldflame cocked his head. Darling? Where do all her nicknames come from? That chaotic mind of hers? He thought, swishing his tail left and right like an old grandfather clock. Goldflame sat down, knowing he should say something nice. "Take your time." was all he could manage. He grinned malisciously, and flicked his tail up. If this is a game of manipulation, I think I've just scored points. He thought. So she was mentally disordered, a possilbe weakness in this little game she had started. His ears flicked, waiting in anticipation for her answer.

Goldflame laughed heartedly. "And what makes you say that? I want no part in this and besides,  I don't feel like playing whatever you've just said." He said in the same tone she used.  He smelt  the scent of a wolf, finally, someone who is sane! he thought. He turned sharply to look at the curious  eyes watchimg them from a tall rock. a pup? he thought. Goldflame looked at Kistara, then back at the teen. He padded up to the rock it was standing on. "Whom are you?" He asked.

"I'm Blake." He said, lowering his head in submission. Goldflame nodded and, ignoring the pesty fae, he climbed the rock where Blake was standing.  "Now Blake, your a pup right? Where's your mum?" He asked. Blake looked up at the night sky. "She's dead sir'." He said sniffling.  Goldflame looked at him sadly. "I'm sorry to hear that." He said sitting down. Blake nodded, then cocked his head." Who are you anyway?" He asked. Goldflame perked his head up. "I'm Goldflame." He said proudly where only Blake could hear. Blake smiled and looked at Goldflame with quiet respect, sensing his alpha blood.  "Cool."  He said.

Blake became disgusted by her voice. Gee... I'm not a baby! He thought. Goldflame stepped back a little startled. Maybe if I compliment her back, she'll leave us alone. He thought. He cleared his throat. "Really? Well you have pretty fur." he said nodding. Blake was still looking at her like she was a super weirdo. Goldflame nudged him, and Blake shifted his face. "Yeah, um thanks very much I appreciate that!" he said desperately. Goldflame nodded and plastered a smile onto his face.

Kistara scoffed and spoke, "Pretty fur?! If that's all you could come up with I'd doubt trusting each other isn't off the menu." This was a form of insult; she was calling them imbeciles for automatically trusting each other. She automatically noticed the brief expression that was painted on Blake's face. She heard him talking like a little tiny pup that had just learned how to talk and walk and she saw his expression as very wry and disconcerting.