one moment of peace. [ ere ]

joel kept to herself most of the time. she choose more remote locations than trying to hit the hot spots in little old silent grove, as she wasn't looking for attention and conversation. choosing such lifestyle had almost made her nocturnal in a sort. the stabyhoun would spend her days sleeping around in underground caves, and thick vegetation, and would wander out when the sun was starting to set. she spent her nights hunting or just going on adventures with clarice, but it seemed tonight the odds were not in her favour.

the scent of a male canine close by made her hackles raise. not only were all dogs on her radar list, but especially the cocky dominant types, as which she had stereotyped with the male species. she glanced panic stricken at her friend, who did no help at all for the medium sized dog. have some fun! let loose a little, joel, the white shepherd insisted.

joel was about to ignore the dead dog, and started to get up. she was definatly not going to confront this random dog, and so she figured she would go along with what he instincts told her to do. run! her ears perked, and her nose twitched with the anticipation of another movement. her hackles rose from fear, but with the wind raging you couldn't tell.

turning to the male's calming voice, her eyes looked him up and down. his white body was slim, but muscled. definatly a dog that could do quite the damage if he choose to, but it was something in his lyrical way of speaking that made joel decide to stay where she was.

"hello," she said shakily. taking deep breathes she tried to calm her jittering nerves, before waiting patiently for the dog to make the next move.

joel watched cautiously, as he sat down she let herself get a little more reign, as she gazed into the depths of his amber eyes. she could see something in this dog, and it made her almost want to trust him. her heart said it was alright, but her instincts were still unsure as to whether this completely new dog could be safe.

she decided to at least try and make it appear as though she was okay with the stranger, who insisted he go by 'erebus,' breaking in on her once peaceful evening. mirroring his previous movements she cautiously sat on the cold sand, letting the wind continue to ruffle her pelt. "joel," she answered. her tone light and angelic, and almost subconscious, as though her mouth has taken over. "my name is joel," she repeated, this time using a full sentence.

joel didn't plan on completely giving up her authority, but she definatly didn't want to make the mistake of challenging him. it seemed right now, the best idea was to wait it out, and possibly see if there was a time in the near future where she could make a quick run for it.

keep talking, joel, clarice egged her on, and the stabyhoun couldn't help, but look up and give a silent growl with her burning eyes. of course, she knew her mediumship was nothing to be ashamed of, and she rather enjoyed the fact that she was special, but some people would use it against her. several have taken her in, in the past, just to use her gift before throwing her on the street. she may have been naive once, but not again.

her ears motored this way and that, as she analyzed every route out of the falls. figuring her first choice may be to just walk calmly out, she decided to put it into action. "i should probably get going," she tried to give him an apologetic look, but her fear probably overrides such emotion. holding her tail low, she stood, and glanced out into uprising wind storm. part of her wanted to let her legs do the talking and run, yet the other felt this erebus may be different, and yearned to stay for just a few more minutes.

joel watched as the dog begged for her to stay. for just the shortest of a split second she felt, almost wanted. as if, this erebus actually desired to be in her company. she gave a small grin, looking down at the white sand below her feet. she gently nudged some of the small particles away to form a small dent, before letting her chocolate eyes float back up to his.

"you want me to stay?" she asked cautiously. her eyebrow curved slightly, as she asked the white dog this. joel's fur slowly diminished to it's normal level on her spine. "are you from around here?" she asked politely, as she gently rocked back and let her rump hit the wet sand.

joel gave a polite smile as he told her he wanted her to stay. it made her feel special, which was weird for this girl, she was always used to being alone, or with clarice, so that fact that someone else wanted her to stick around made her feel a warm sensation in her heart. she never really pictured herself as someone of whom others would enjoy being around. in her eyes, she was a extremely plain, simple, and rather boring canine. so, this kind of attention, especially from a male, was unique to joel.

giving a nervous look at the ground, before returning polite eye contact, she answered him. "i am actually from austin, texas," joel told him with a slight head nod. "i've tried to stay from the main hot spots, or will dodge the busy hours. i surely didn't expect to see anyone here," of course, someone as handsome as yourself makes a small exception, but she decided to leave that second thought out.

smiling to herself, in that girly, flirty way, she quickly tried to wipe the look off her face. the setting sun's golden rays coated her fur in a golden shine. the heat felt nice on her face, and she couldn't help, but hold her breathe on the simply perfect moment.

if dogs could blush, her face would be tomato red. all she could do was sit there with the ridiculous grin on her face. she watched still with a cautious glint in her chocolate toned eyes as erebus moved slightly closer to her. she didn't move away, but she also didn't move any further towards him. in all honestly this was the closest she has ever been to another dog for a long while, well ever since coming to silent grove.

her breathe caught on the tip of her tongue, as she watched his amber eyes search her. she felt naked in front of this male, like she should put every ounce of her for him to see, but oddly, not exploited. the twinkle in his gentle eyes, made her stomach calm, and time slow down. his gaze couldn't amount to the light from the rising stars above their heads.

thinking about the solar system and the little astronomy she knew, joel looked up at the dazzling objects in the night sky. the sun had now completely fallen into it's slumber, giving a dozen twinkling stars the time to show themselves to all the watching eyes."it seems impossible at first," she told him."but as time goes on you find things to do. i often wander the deserted sides of town just to fulfill the craving for adventure," she confessed, slightly embarrassed by her child-like antics.

joel nodded gently. she wouldn't necessarily call herself restless, just rather curious, and slightly fearful. she hated commitment, and was often the dog to dodge such affairs. it was something about being depended on that scared the daylight out of her. the feeling of having death right around the corner followed her like a ghost, and than to add on, the thoughts of her dying while someone counted on her made her feel sick in the pit of her stomach.

she swallowed deeply, and moved her gaze from her paws, to the shining moon. it cloaked the landscape in a elegant glow. it's very romantic, clarice joked in joel's ear. the stabyhoun wanted deeply to turn around and confront clarice, about the simple fact that no one would ever love her, but she knew doing so would probably freak erebus out, so she settled with giving the air beside her a narrowed glare.

letting a short sigh escape her normally tight lips, she let her chocolate tinted pupils explore each twinkle of each star. joel's thoughts mostly consisted of what was for dinner, or where she would be sleeping later that night on an average day, but this evening it seemed all attention was on this dog. part of her wanted him to scoot just that little bit closer, but then the other part was repulsed by such desire.

as her mind bickered over the new course of action, her heart did the real talking. ever so slightly she just shifted her weight, so she was a small inch closer to the big canine. it wasn't much, but it was enough for this girl to feel the heat emitting from his white pelt, and to make a lone butterfly flutter crazily in the pit of her stomach.