Two hearts running in the night . One was darker than the night and the other as fair as the moon . Indeed, 'The moon shines bright . In such a night as this . When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees and they did make no noise, in such a night . ' (1) Cally was in love with the night and her knight . She couldn't help but think of songs and poems and they ran with the night .
AdvertisementRunning along the beach were they may and running inland through the trees at other times . Avoiding civilization and prying eyes they ran the night away . Marcus finally turned the pair back towards Clan Home before morning light . They stopped and rested on the cliff overlooking the bay where Olen had sailed the last time to meet his morning star .
Exhilarated to an extent she couldn't remember the last time she had been this happy . Lying side by side she rested her head against his chest and listened to his heart beating . Marcus turned and looked at the white wolf by his side . He knew she was happy . He could feel it in his soul . She matched him perfectly in their run . They ran in unison, in tandem, a perfect hunting pair if they were actually after prey .
They looked to the East and watched the sun come up over the trees, slowly filling the bay with light . Marcus nudged Cally to rise to her feet and make their way back to Guild Hall and their more human selves . He had to walk behind her and push and nip and growl at her because a certain little lady didn't want the night to end . Limping didn't move him, collapsing and panting heavily didn't faze him, whining didn't win him so she collapsed one last time and buried her head in her paws . Peeking at him after a moment she realized he was leaving her behind . So she quickly got up and chased after .
Entering Guild Hall it was still very early . They entered Marcus' rooms so he could change . Cally opted to stay as she was . He had a quick shower and for today wore a black t-shirt and and blue jeans . It was a departure from his normal business attire . "Shall I make breakfast or do you want to go to the chow hall?"
Cally was already trotting to the door . "Okay chow hall it is . " Opening the door Cally led the way . Entering the cafeteria which was already filling with people looking for their breakfast, most stopped and stared . Werewolves by and large made up the population at Clan Home but not many went as wolves when it wasn't a full moon . Fewer still were seen during the day and certainly few if any were white .
Cally found a kids table and sat . She placed her right front leg on the small table and smiled a wolfish smile at Marcus . "What do you want to eat?" She cocked her head to the side considering, then a "MMMEEE" sound came out of her muzzle followed by a tinkling sound as she tapped a metal table leg . "Meat?" She nodded happily with her tongue hanging out .
Marcus came back with a bowl of milk and a platter of bacon, sausage and ham . Placing it on the kids table he smiled and said "Enjoy . " Returning, he sat nearby at a regular table . She pouted at him but he said simply, "I am not going to be uncomfortable so you can feel cute . " He proceeded to eat his omelette . 'Ha! He thinks I'm cute!' She scarfed down her breakfast and lapped up her milk . He took a napkin and wiped her muzzle . "You had a milk mustache . " She nuzzled him in thanks and headed towards the door . Stopping she looked back at him puzzled, 'Milk mustache? How could he tell?' He was smirking and eating his toast . She shook her head,'fine he got me . '
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