Wolven Den

I think so *smirk* but I think it will have to wait until next weekend. I work out of town during the week. By then she will be over it lol
 
Heh. I'm roasting and considering going to bed. Laptop's overheating for some reason too...really need that 230 milli cooler.
 
Actually, I KNOW she would hit me if I told you her nickname *cracking up* She told me not too but I have used it here before. No one ever paid attention! Not even her lol
 
awww sorry to hear it. I have been debating on laying down myself but she is pretty much taking up the whole bed. I have been on the floor for the past 4 hours lol.
 
awww sorry to hear it. I have been debating on laying down myself but she is pretty much taking up the whole bed. I have been on the floor for the past 4 hours lol.

*laughs* Well, sadly, I have to sleep in the living room, and Mom's watching High Anxiety.
 
Then I guess we both may have a very uncomfortable night to look forward too lol
 
Lol hope the night gets better for you. I have made my way to the end of the bed and am getting kicked uncontrolably lol
 
Well good night dragon. I am going to fight my way into bed lol. Hope to talk to you again soon.:D
 
~She tilts her head to the side slightly as she walked through the familiar forests. She had not been this way in a long time. Things had grown and changed, but the smell and the general feel of the forests remained the same. She stayed in the shadows beneath the canopy, weaving in and out of the beams of sunlight that managed to break through the small breaks in the thick leaves. A soft smile touched her lips as she found the entrance to the den she had been searching for. She quietly placed her hand on the door and pushed in, slipping silently inside. Her smile only deepened as her senses were assaulted with the familiar sights and scents. She pulled a fresh red rose and a pad of notebook paper from her backpack and set it on the table beside the couch. She pulled a black pen from the back pocket of her jeans and wrote in small, neat handwriting, "Good afternoon, Luna. I didn't think you'd mind if I stopped by..." Leaving the pen uncapped on the pad, she turned and curled up on the couch, pulling the hood of her sweatshirt up and leaned her head against the back, softly closing her eyes. ~
 
Home...I am home. I enter the Den. A hint of something...just...something. Head turns slightly...and I see the Darkness. Head back, slender, well missed. I pad closer, a smile, tilting my lips upward.

Long time, no see, Dark One.
 
~Her eyes open slowly, a subtle combination of green and hazel surrounded in a small layer of steel blue. The sound of the voice is all too familiar, bringing a smile to her lips. She reaches up, pulling the hood back slowly, brunette locks spilling down around her shoulders. She looks up and over and nods politely to Luna.~

Indeed, it has. How are you?
 
A dark brow arches, honey brown eyes beam. Softly curved, muscled body shrugs. Turning lightly, on the ball of a small sneaker shod foot, she looks for, finds and flops down on to a near by cushion.

I am breathing, Dark One. Like always. Yourself?
 
~She raises her arms, putting her hands behind her head as she studied the other woman, her lips curving in a subtle smile.~

Still breathing, as always. Much better than in the previous few months. Moved into my own place and such. Only thing missing now is a real job.
 
*slips in, in need of a long massage and a few months worth of sleep without family*
 
Relaxing. She was always a very soothing presence and it had been so long since I had seen her, spoken with her. Glancing at her, a quick movement, fast enough to make the short curls on my head bounce.

Good. I am glad. The past few months were no picnic here, either. But we survived them and that is always a good thing. I am very pleased to see you, Darkness. Very glad you've come back for a visit. I tried to track you, you know. In the real world, or at least through yahell when I didn't have a puter.

Damned difficult.

A snap of fingers and a little bitty server comes rolling out, two tea cups and a pot of chamomile tea, already steeping. Little hiss, clank, crash as the thing comes to a halt by my foot. I pour a cup, add some clover honey, take that first sip.

How you like living on your own? You comfortable?

smiles when I see draggy come dragging in
 
Relaxing. She was always a very soothing presence and it had been so long since I had seen her, spoken with her. Glancing at her, a quick movement, fast enough to make the short curls on my head bounce.

Good. I am glad. The past few months were no picnic here, either. But we survived them and that is always a good thing. I am very pleased to see you, Darkness. Very glad you've come back for a visit. I tried to track you, you know. In the real world, or at least through yahell when I didn't have a puter.

Damned difficult.

A snap of fingers and a little bitty server comes rolling out, two tea cups and a pot of chamomile tea, already steeping. Little hiss, clank, crash as the thing comes to a halt by my foot. I pour a cup, add some clover honey, take that first sip.

How you like living on your own? You comfortable?

smiles when I see draggy come dragging in

Afternoon, Luna. Have I mentioned how much I hate having family?
 
~Her subtle smile becomes a bit wider, but still soft. She lowers her gaze, nodding absently.~

I imagine it was. I had some drama regarding my interests in bdsm that forced me to abandon anything online related to it for a while. I had to make it a bit more difficult to track me. I'd be on yahoo more often, even now...except that my computer had a freak out and forgot my messenger accounts. I could remember the passwords to all of them but yahoo. I'll be making a new name for that one, soon enough. But that drama is past. I am enjoying living on my own. Its freeing in many ways.

~She raises a curious eyebrow as the cart comes rolling out. She reached up and ran her fingertips through her hair, pushing it back and out of her face. Her attention is drawn to Dragonrazor and she smiles softly, waving quietly.~
 
I imagine it was. I had some drama regarding my interests in bdsm that forced me to abandon anything online related to it for a while. I had to make it a bit more difficult to track me. I'd be on yahoo more often, even now...except that my computer had a freak out and forgot my messenger accounts. I could remember the passwords to all of them but yahoo. I'll be making a new name for that one, soon enough. But that drama is past. I am enjoying living on my own. Its freeing in many ways.

Gazing at Darkness, eyes focused on her face and the hair that never seems to stay out of her eyes.

Am sorry your interest caused problems, but glad that they are resolved. I do hope I get the new messenger name when you decide upon one.

And I understand the freedom living alone can give after sharing your space for so long. It's why I haven't shared space with anyone but my kidlets in three years.

Settling back into my cushion, drinking my tea, eyes drifting closed...
 
~She nods silently, rolling her shoulders just a bit.~

I'm glad it's past, too. And you will definitely get the messenger name. I know what it's going to be, at least in a general idea. I just have to get around to making it. Been trying to work on writing again. I'm out of practice, so working on the book I had been writing is a bit frustrating.
 
Standing up, stretching, and then leaning down to place my empty mug on the little tray my server holds.

Most people require lower stress environments, draggy. I know I do. For the most part, I hide in my room when I need to.

Husky laughter, before heading for my back room and slipping inside. The door drifts closed, but reopens a few moments later as I step back out and apply the lock to the door. Haven't seen scarlet in too long, nor my Muse...no one else goes into that room with me...so the lock needs to be there. Returning to my cushion, flopping into it like a puppy.
 
Standing up, stretching, and then leaning down to place my empty mug on the little tray my server holds.

Most people require lower stress environments, draggy. I know I do. For the most part, I hide in my room when I need to.

Husky laughter, before heading for my back room and slipping inside. The door drifts closed, but reopens a few moments later as I step back out and apply the lock to the door. Haven't seen scarlet in too long, nor my Muse...no one else goes into that room with me...so the lock needs to be there. Returning to my cushion, flopping into it like a puppy.

I don't even have that luxury *cries*
 
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