Running through the meadow of Bluebell wildflowers, her brown locks curling through the wind, and her face flushing red as she pants for air. She leans against the tree, closing her eyes with a grin of excitement rush through her veins. What a rush! Amora thought to herself. Running was always her favorite activity. She could run miles and never have a thought of stopping. She shifted from side to side with her lungs receiving oxygen, her chest lifting high then dropping low. Cold sweat dripped down her temples, knowing she had to stop for just a minute. As she obeyed her thought, the female thought it was a perfect idea to climb above and was the nature surround her. Taking grasp of the lowest branch from the tree, she swung a leg over, and hopped to another. Hitting the mid-section of the meadow/forest, she smiled lightly down at the nature coming alive. Her thoughts had taken her to a different place, so she closed her eyes to take in the images from the night before with.. Damian. Smiling as she thought of his name, Amora replied the night over and over again. His lips, scent, touch, and grasps made the female grin crazily. Rolling her shoulders furiously as she felt a shiver claim her back.
Nervous struck her as she felt eyes upon her, so she deciding to climb down, hitting the ground his a crack from a stick beneath her. Millions of thoughts took ahold of her, so she thought best to shift into her asher wolf. Her wolf releasing small growls as other noises surrounded her. The closest noise made her jump to the left, which made her growl deeper. The noise came louder as she neared a tree. She circled it until she saw it was a family of rabbits. Her wolf growled once more as if she wanted to kill them for freaking her out, but Amora chose not to. Shifting back to her human form, Amora sped away from the spot, dodging rocks, sticks, animals, and trees. Watching a couple of squirrels chase each other, making her smile of thrill. Her breaths came steady, which only made Amora run faster. Rushing herself about the trees and other stuff, her head started pounding.
Panting, heaving, and coughing, her thoughts told her to keep going, but her legs felt like they were going to buckle. Sweat covered her face with a flesh of red. Not noticing what she was doing, so the female fell into a puddle of Bluebell wildflowers. Rolling in them as if she enjoyed the fall. Her fall gave her scraps, bruises, and -now- a massive headache. Head pounding with exhaustion, heart thumping, legs aching. Amora knew she had never ran more in her life then today. More noises startled to circle around her, but she was too tired to worry. Resting her head back onto her hands she breathed in through her nose and out her mouth. Repeating that action, more sweat drained her neck, arms, legs, and face. She closed her eyes to give herself more thought. Not paying any attention around as if she didn't even exist.
Nervous struck her as she felt eyes upon her, so she deciding to climb down, hitting the ground his a crack from a stick beneath her. Millions of thoughts took ahold of her, so she thought best to shift into her asher wolf. Her wolf releasing small growls as other noises surrounded her. The closest noise made her jump to the left, which made her growl deeper. The noise came louder as she neared a tree. She circled it until she saw it was a family of rabbits. Her wolf growled once more as if she wanted to kill them for freaking her out, but Amora chose not to. Shifting back to her human form, Amora sped away from the spot, dodging rocks, sticks, animals, and trees. Watching a couple of squirrels chase each other, making her smile of thrill. Her breaths came steady, which only made Amora run faster. Rushing herself about the trees and other stuff, her head started pounding.
Panting, heaving, and coughing, her thoughts told her to keep going, but her legs felt like they were going to buckle. Sweat covered her face with a flesh of red. Not noticing what she was doing, so the female fell into a puddle of Bluebell wildflowers. Rolling in them as if she enjoyed the fall. Her fall gave her scraps, bruises, and -now- a massive headache. Head pounding with exhaustion, heart thumping, legs aching. Amora knew she had never ran more in her life then today. More noises startled to circle around her, but she was too tired to worry. Resting her head back onto her hands she breathed in through her nose and out her mouth. Repeating that action, more sweat drained her neck, arms, legs, and face. She closed her eyes to give herself more thought. Not paying any attention around as if she didn't even exist.