Luna's Haven~closed save for invitees.

[Noon_Shadow]

Noon slides in, pressing up against Luna, sighing softly. So many of friends are feeling hurt today, and he wishes he could do something about it. But he cannot, and all he can do is offer his sympathy, and his caring, and hug them close to let them know that they are loved. He squeezes her tight, holding her, not wanting to intrude, but even not wanting to leave her alone.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I return from my visit with my Muse, my steps lighter, my head clearer. She has always had that effect. Always made me feel better about the things I need to feel~sane. With a happy smile, I head into my cabin, locking the door behind me.

I owe someone a post. I owe someone else a thought. I will do them..here. Surrounded by my things. Silent within my heart.

Ready to start over.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

All of my owed posts are caught up~Dahmia, Ondine, Celestine, Misty. It feels odd not planning a Lorena but it is what is...hopefully I will be able to do another thread along the same lines, later.

I smile, content with myself, and debate writing up the private piece I owe a certain person. For the first time, my smile fades. I don't know how to start..or where to start or even if I should start. I already felt like an intrusion...and I didn't like that, at all.

But I had promised. And a Wolf keeps her word.

With a head shake, I grab my computer and debate how to start this. Gods, I wish a sticky Knight was around...he is always so good at giving me dirty ideas.

 

[dragonrazor]

*slips in quietly, leaving a plate of seasoned hash browns for t3h Vulf*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck. fuckity fucking fuck...


FUCK!!!!

*breathes*

Fucking hell.

 

[yeishia]

Happy Birthday.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Punching bag. I need one. A heavy bag. Speed bag. Something. Something.
I just need to not think about any of this right now.

I lock up my Haven and set out for the Outlook. A swim...I need a swim.

 

[Sasha25]

Happy Birthday!



*offer hugs, snuggles, and nibbles, the sexy kind of nibbles*

 

[dragonrazor]

Happy Birthday!



*offer hugs, snuggles, and nibbles, the sexy kind of nibbles*

Oh that's right, it's Luna's birthday isn't it. *hugs the Vulf, and gives her an anatomically correct female cake*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Collects my birthday wishes from well wishers and hangs up my newest picture from the Sailor.

http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd399/cgraven/4a89ef6e3ac18.jpg

 

[dragonrazor]

*hugs the vulf and brings her a variety of boob'd birthday cakes.

 

[_Raven_]

Happy Birthday Ms. Luna.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I slip inside and gather up the rest of my well wishes and turn to find a spot on my wall for the picture that the sailor found...it reminds me of kitty/wolfy twins...and so that is what I shall call it.

http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd399/cgraven/235373.jpg

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Bed. I need it. Am tired. So very very tired. With a yawn, I climb the stairs to my bedroom and head for my bed. Rest. I need rest.

 

[Britwitch]

A witchling steals in, on silent bare feet.
Covers a tired wolf with a blanket, kissing her forehead before turning to leave.

 

[dragonrazor]

*follows behind the witchling, giving Luna a stuffed toy wolf*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

STAY OUT!! DO NOT ENTER.

The sign appears on the tree that guards the pathway leading to the cabin. The path wends it's way through trees and darkness and mist. That same sign hangs crookedly, as if it were flung there by an uncaring hand.

The Wolf does NOT wish to be bothered. Not a bit of it. She has pieces owed.

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I awaken and look over my owed threads in my siggy list. Two of them are removed. If either writer comes back to it, they will be returned but for now? Gotta go. I know that I owe a post for Noon. Writers block had taken over...and then the scene with a kitty twin...and my Real Life...but finally, an idea of where I want Dahmia to go next.

I also need to rope NBT into a little bit of a story. I am thinking something slow, real life, set in the now...as I have Fae and Demons and Angels and Vampires and Witches and Wolves all but sewn up. And I NEED some girl on girl romance. All these males, while intriguing and beautiful are NOT what my soul needs...I need girl on girl. Lots of it...in slow, but steady increments.

So...first, a post for Dahmia...and then...a PM for NBT...

A grin. A PM for the Witchling as well...but later.

A busy day, a very eventful day. I pull out my lap top and set to work.

And far down the path, through the forests that surround my home, a sign magically appears.

Busy Boi Bitch. Do NOT enter.

 

[Vail_Indigo]

wanders in...through...across...and out





just because

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Sensitive nostrils catch the fading scent of a Goddess. The first post of the day is finished. Dahmia well on her way to beginning the first battle. Now there is a Jakee owed...and I need to get to work on her but first...I need the url for a particular piece of writing.

Something to send to NBT for her consideration.

A happy giggle...

 

[dragonrazor]

*slips in, leaving a note for Luna*

"I found that song title, the name of the artist, and more importantly, the album it came from. Turn U Out by Miss Tami, off Tokyopop Presents: Beats for Riderz"

 

[dragonrazor]

*leaves a present of two songs in one track for Luna* Turn U Out and Rodeo from Initial D

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Dragon kin scent hits my nostrils and I hear his footsteps as he fades away. Songs. I grin, snatch them up, set them to playing before resuming my seat. I have to finish Jakee. So I have to focus. I hope no one else stops in.

 

[dragonrazor]

*slips back in to check on t3h Vulfen* Rawr?

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Tonight's Runic Thought​

Lift up the self by the Self
And don't let the self droop down,
For the Self is the self's only friend
And the self is the Self's only foe.​

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/0/0c/Runic_letter_mannaz.png

Mannaz~The Self/Humankind​

A slight smile, as I place the first lesson up for perusal and thought. Only an hour and a bit before I take myself away from this to focus on the meaning of Halloween for me...ridding myself of negativity. Releasing the pain of loss...Samhain. My celebration.