Looking Down One's Throat

[Rev's Mammals]

D A N I E L

The forest was a haunting place, chillingly empty and quiet as it floated within the thick shrouds of morning fog. Like the anguished cry's of long-dead souls, the traveling zephyrs wailed mournfully among the trees, a heartbreaking song that throbbed inside the raccoon's eardrums. Through this, however, a profound silence blanketed the area like a thick veil, ruthlessly stifling the land with an acute sense of tranquility.

Moving with the liquid grace in which only those of his kind posses, Daniel drifted through the limbs with a fluid slink. His furry tail coasted behind his rump, twitching aimlessly; his cocky, augustly structured head hung low, swaying with his gate and watching the mottled, rotten leaves pass beneath his fervent gaze. The moon, a shimmering silver crescent suspended in the inky sky, plentifully bestrewn with glittering alabaster stars, wavered gently on the reflective surface of a small puddle, though the image was shattered as a scrawny paw broached the surface, quickly dipping in then out in swift profession.

Wandering about like an angst ridden teenager, mind clouded with thoughts of his past. Even through the thick swaths of mist, his chagrined gloom pervaded the atmosphere. a grimly sarcastic expression twisted his handsome features, and the impulsive urge to climb rendered his limbs stiff with want. A surge of air rushed into his lungs as he gave a heave, and within seconds all of his fatty pounds of his body weight was suspended heavily atop a low lying branch of the nearest possible tree. After a minuscule pause in which to assess the power and thrust needed to jump to the next branch, Daniel gave another robust launch, and alighted once more among the emerald clouds of soft leaves. Within moments, the scavengar was draped across the highest possible limb in which could support his weight; as arrogant and idiotically brave as he was, he dared not push his luck. A mistake such as that could cost him his life.

At any rate, with his compulsion to climb now sated, he lazily relaxed under the dappled shading of the leaves in which whispered, in quite the surreal manner, into the coon's twitching ears. The sun was rising now, and the giant red globe kissed the horizon before climbing, as if on some ethereal staircase, into the sky. His dirt brown coat nearly appeared swirled in the much brighter luminescence of the sun as the lazy raccoon lolled about his perch, nestled fairly high up in the canopy. An immense yawn stretched his muzzle a considerable extent, and his ivory fangs, colored nearly identical to his coat, gleamed white in the light of the sun. A groan escaped him as his yawn tapered of, and a flash of pink was the only indication of his tongue as it slid across his ebony lined chops.

Word Count: 470
Open/Closed Thread
Muse: Low - Medium
Notes: For only Remy. Sorry for anyone that wanted to join. Wind! Ignore the large vocabulary. It will not happen again most likely. Lols. Dictionary . com helped me... XD

[winder]

If you got it all figured out,
Then what is there to shout about?
This midwest town is gonna miss you
Just go ahead and work it out,
But first c'mon and let it out
Scream it,
Shout it,
Tell everybody that you're gonna leave

No matter what you believe, or what your told as a child, you always learn that memories never fade. I remember my parents always telling me that at some point, I would forget all the fights or fun times I had with the other raccoons in our exhibit. It was something I had believed in before, but after the accident, I knew certain memories just didnt leave. Not without a fight, atleast.

The day was heading in the afternoon direction, leaving me breathless as I stared at the sun. The sun I didnt see from behind glass or a chain fence. It was odd, I admit. The sun was real, also not painted on the cement wall of my indoor encloser when the weather was "frightful", as the humans had put it. I didnt need the assistance of a loud fan to feel the breeze in my ivory and scarlet-brown fur, nor did I have to hear the silly giggles of humans, muffled by inch-thick glass. I didn't have to sit up for my food, do little tricks for "yummies" or "cookies", two other terms the people had used. This, this was the wild. And I was sure I would never get used to it.

It was funny really, I knew that I understood more of the people then other animals did. It acctually was a little odd sometimes. I had heard several times of other animals refer to them as "Flat-Faces", "Two-Legs", "No-Tails", "Tree-Standers", "No-Furs" and many other names. I, I had listened in captivity to the proper terms. I had heard their names for objects, like pop-corn or soda. I knew the taste of marshmallows, and heard the sound of a bull-horn. I had more experience, and more knowledge of the humans then others. I had enough understanding to know what to do when I encounter a hunter, or one of those long metal machines that send fire, "guns." This gives me the upperhand.

Staring out at the woods below, I couldn't help but retrace that fateful night. Lost in the darkness, knocked out, then reawaken suddenly, the sun burning me, the sky burning with the wretched stench of blood and burning flesh. The ombience was scary, the atmosphere humid, and every sense and feeling enhanced, amplified till I could scream. Which, I did, many times. I could walk though, despite the pain, despite the fear and want that had settled around me, so close and so tense it was crushing me until I felt my ribs would collapse.

Below the tree something rustled, scuttling around until I could feel the tree vibrate with movements. I stood on my branch, which was a few good feet from the other where it stopped and lunged here and there. I hissed, afraid of this confrontation. I hadn't seen another since the wreck. Alright, another live creature. Raccoon, for more detail; and oh, a male. I hid the hiss, but my fur was on end, fear pulsing through me and causing my small body to tremble. What if he wished to hurt me? Kill me even? What did I have to lose though? Just my life. All my loved ones were dead, and I surely wasnt prepared for the wild. This wild was just way past me. I was used to feeding from the hand of a human, being pet and snuggled so often with the keepers, and being whispered too, a soft voice to talk me to sleep. This was not my habitat, this was someone else's habitat, and I surely wouldnt survive much longer.

My voice automatically spoke out against my will. Excuse me my lyrics were quiet, filling the empty space between us. Embarresment flushed through me, and immediatly my body turned on the branch above him, grabbing the tree and then slowly inching down. This tree was nothing compared to the ones in captivity. It was bigger, and it didn't carry an odd chemical smell, it also didnt have large plastic tubes wrapped around the bottom of it. The humans thought the plastic would keep us off the trees, but we climbed up them anyways, scratching holes in the slippery stuff. Another thing was obviouse, these trees were gigantic compared to the ones back at the zoo, which smelled odd, like chemicals. I remember when a tree in our enclosure had started to really branch out, mind the pun, and enveloped the fence seperating our side and the panda exhibit. A week had passed before the humans came in with large machines, I later learned the word was "saws" and "tree trimmers", and cut the tree down.

So, I slid down the extra two feet I had left before landing with a successful Thud on the ground. This ground also didn't smell like weird chemicals and mulch. I was always learning about the difference between my world and the real world. So weird, really.

I sighed. Why did I leave the tree? I had heard about raccoons sharing trees, but I didn't want to bother having some dispute with the male about a tree he rightfully had in the first place. Maybe he had claimed it? There was an odd smell on the base, which I did think was urine. His. Tree. Not. Mine. Simple, right? This, I understood, and would leave alone. Good day Mr. Raccoon.

[notes; I could really put more. But I'll spare you of my rambling.]
[word; 906]
[muse; fricken-awesome]

[Rev's Mammals]

D A N I E L

The giant red globe took its position into the heavens, snugly pressing in the middle of ivory puffs. Daniel's brown gems couldn't help themselves, but to stare into the trancelucent view, colors of purples and pinks still painted in the sky from the morning. They mashed together, adding more of an astonishing picture and for that, the male raccoon couldn't leave his spot, even if one tried too.

But then, to ruin his peaceful, tranquil thoughts, a hiss had forcefully pushed into his ear drums. 'What now?' was what he wanted to say, but he resisted to do so by just whispering it in his mind. He didn't want to cause a fight that early in the day. When the sound ceased, his crown turned to face the familiar species, a brow raising. Her fur was bristle like she was shocked like lightning, however, it caught his sight to ignore any trembling she was doing.

Excuse me.

He couldn't help, but scoff at that line. He didn't know why he did that. It usually comes natural like a habit. Rolling them, his gems peered at the she-coon. She was cute and all, but how she acted was very different compared to all the others. Maybe she was born somewhere besides the forest. He shrugged his shoulders to answer the question, watching her take hold of the tree's trunk. She slid down to the bottom, jumping the remaining feet, and sighing as she took her leave.

"Hey! Why are you leaving?" he couldn't help, but ask, perched on the branch like a bird. His thin lips pursed out in thought before mimicking how she left the tree's canopy. Wrapping his fur-arms around the bark, he rested his face on the trunk as he slowly made down to the mist covered ground, the eerie fog creating a fuzzy effect. "Did ya here me before?" he bolted behind her, curving a smirk on his lips. "Why did you leave the tree? I didn't mind the company of an attractive female..."

Word Count: 334
Muse: Low
Notes: I had a fifth paragraph, but I didn't like it. XD

[phobia]

i think that possibly
maybe im falling for you
yes, theres a chance
that ive fallen quite hard over you

The morning haze and colors were a trancing setting, moving quietly around us, whispering at our stiff ears and combing through our pelts. I continued my quick pace, my odd ivory-scarlet tail dragging across the ground behind me. I started humming lightly, quickly settting him back in my memories. Was just another animal really, another one I wouldn't get attached too before I lost them forever. It was just that way. Don't get attached, and you don't get your poor heart broken. This was my moto, and I was sticken straight to it like adhesive or velcro or that duck tape stuff the humans through at us sometimes.

I jumped inside my mind as a low thud sounded behind me. I slowly turned around, "Hey! Why are you leaving?" The voice was soft, almost childish, but handsome in it's lyrics. I stared at him with a scared look. Shit, was he offended or something? Was I not supposed to leave? What were the traditions in the forest!? If they see you, you have to stay or something? He said something else, which I didnt catch except the last part. "I didn't mind the company of an attractive female..." I gawked at this. Attractive? Anything but! I closed my eyes, and let the words soak into my furs, chasing the wind through my pelt and chilling my whole body straight to the bone.

Attractive? I breathed, my voice shying away like always, but coy. There must be another female around here, then. Im sure that wasn't about me. I blushed away from him, looking around me slowly. Surely, there was another female around or something!

Inside my heart though, I knew he was talking to me. There were no other vixens trotting the woods besides I. The way he stood, the way he looked at me. His eyes were neither cold nor hurt, but just simply trusting and innocent. He seemed to be really staring at me. Unlike my parents, siblings, who saw through me as if I were a ghost, some white, transparent figure who just happened to be there. With him, I was really here, full, whole, and with some volume, not translucent skin or anything. Me. Real. Alive.

But how could it be, that after such a long time, I finally have someone who saw me for more then just my mind? Who really could see me, and talk to me? It was a dream, but it was as real and breathtaking as the nose on his face. The gleaming, ebony eyes that took me in, the mask he wore and the grey pigment coat that seemed so colorful at that moment. A dream would be such an understatment, more of a fantasy. Where were the dragons, or the princesses that I had to listen to many times, when I went with the zookeeper on class trips to read to kindergarteners and first graders? The princess. Was I finally a princess? Lost, kept in a dark castle with a fiery dragon (my mind and sense) guarding my heart from the handsome prince charming, who eventually would come save me. End the day with a sweet kiss in the sunset.

Where was my happily ever after?

[notes; aww. isnt remy cute?]
[word;534]
[muse; medium

[Rev's Mammals]

D A N I E L

When the she-coon faced her expression at Daniel, the raccoon just stared back at her frighten look. Did he do something that scared her or was she over reacting? Daniel didn’t care much for what did cause the terror in her eyes, all that matter was why she left him in the first place. He’s not fond of the female leaving his tree, as so he claims it be his now, but he wouldn’t harm her. To be a ladies man, he has to play it cool and smooth, and not to threaten females, and in this case, Remy. How else would she be attracted back to him?

A charmed smirk was painted on his face in the misty shadows, his brows furrowing up with interest about his previous thoughts. Play it cool was the repeated statement in his mind. He was quite a womanizer, but he would still get the occasional sweaty palms and weak knees in front of beautiful coons, especially this angelic form, one he repeatedly scanned.

Her body was the slender figure of a beaut, but she out shone more than others. With few faded streaks of light from the morning sun peeking through the canopies of the treetops, it flashed her pure, snowy white pelt into Danny’s deep bark gems. They traced her dainty, delicate form down to her maroon socks, the uniqueness striking his likes more. He traveled back up to her goddess face to see her mask creating the right touch to her same colored globes. Though frighten, they had a cute glint in the watery pools.

Attractive?

Her voice was bashful, but pleasant to his ears. When she spoke again, his spine crawled with shivers, up and down, his body shaking calmly. Watching her blush with that rosy tint on her cheeks, it mad Danny chuckle. His soothing gaze went back at her, only half-lidded this time, a gentle smirk playing on his thin lips when he spoke back. “Of course I meant you. Why would I lie to such a beauty?” He paused. Taking a bold step forward, his small paw touched her fur on her cheek, but then cupped it ever so slowly to not alarm Remy of his being any threat.

“Your coat is the most breath taking display I ever had seen. It reminds me of a goddess, one who should be bowed to when any creatures gazes at her angelic form.” His tone was kept free and innocent, except had a touch of masculine deepness. He released his paw from her warm cheek, brushing it back on the cold ground. He wished to leave it on her, but he just met her. Oh yeah!

“Your name has to be as striking as your looks. Please do tell me it!”

Word Count: 460 – I thought I wrote more - lolo
Muse: Low
Notes: That was so cute how you put the princess into effect! –hugs her- Adorable she is!

[winder]

And even though she doesn't believe in love
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut

My mind raced for a perfect explanation for this moment. A reason to why I was standing here, letting this man twitterpate my whole heart and pull on all my little strings. Things I thought I would never ever hear from some other creature. Trully, I had believed I was just vibrant, but nothing near beautiful. He acted like I was the most magnificent vixen he had ever laid his eyes open, soon to be paws.

I blinked in shock, taking a swift, but tiny step back and curling my tail around my side, looking up at him. Of course I meant you. Ooohh you are a sick freak! Think it's ok to just play mean and senseless jokes on poor little girls! I see right thru you buddy, I can see the true man. Probably one of those really big women's man, who plays around when their girlfriends not looking.

My breath caught, every thought suddenly stopping as I felt him reach foreward, pressing a gentle hand to my cheek. My heart stopped, and every word he spoke made me want to explode in confetti and balloons. Oh... well then... I said softly, my head turning down, looking up at him under a shy wall that didn't want it's barriers broken so easily. I wasn't one to give into such affection, it was all just lies. I knew that, it had to be. He couldn't be real, and be so perfect.

But I couldn't help but let a thin smile slip across my face, sitting in a dainty manner and stretching my neck a tiny bit, our noses touching just barely. My name... it's Remy. I let the smile stretch another centimeter, pressing our noses together again, and then sighing, giving in, my walls suddenly chipping and eroding away. Was this perhaps love at first site?

A perfect stranger, no name or true face, just handsome words to match his gorgeous appearance, here and suddenly making his way into my heart, forever crossed off the map. I wanted everything in me to believe this beautiful lie, and it did. Maybe later I would touch bases with reality again, but for now I needed only what was infront of me. Like a drug, he was like my drug. One that needed only a tiny touch to the lips, a single injection, and I was hooked. I wanted more of it, wanted to feel it everywhere, grip it in my palms and shoot myself up in every place I could. Feel it travel through my veigns, my blood mixing with his, perfect.

Mr. Daniel? You have a package... it's from a Ms. Remy. It's in a little heart shaped box, and it has a note. It reads
Take Good Care of It.

[notes; awww]
[word; 439]
[goddess; Remy]
[muse; medium]
[song; Remembering Sunday-All Time Low]

[Rev's Mammals]

D A N I E L

His eyes stared delicately at the alluring form in front of him, awaiting for her wondrous voice to speak again and to tell him of her name. His legs started to buckle in anticipation while the furry tail behind had his hairs pointed up in anxiety, almost imitating a porcupine. He would have laughed at himself if he noticed what he appeared like, but his looks weren't on the top of his list at this moment.

She was.

Thin lips curved up into a smile, one that held much emotion which was to be directed to the she-coon, listening to her with such concentration. He didn't want to miss her voice again. Deep bark iris followed her own gems as they shied away, but was back on him in a second with a tender smile. How she looked was simply... adorable. He started to fall weak to her unintentional expression, his body about to drop to the misty grounds of the forest, however, he quickly plopped his rump down. That made it easier for the raccoon to not fall on his face if she ever made another face like that again.

He didn't notice how close she was until she spoke, that song felt tone and her ambrosial scent being absorbed up into his nostrils and eardrums. He had blush beneath his furry cheeks when she said her name. 'Remy.' He had to repeat in his head. It echoed throughout his mind, never leaving him until he felt something warm and shocking, jolting all out and inside every nerve, vein, bone, muscle. His vision blurred from this touch. Daniel felt blinded by... fate, if that was the right word. It had to been.

Because fate said they were meant to be.

Suddenly, all those memories of him flirting with other she-coons made him melt with regret, but was soon over washed from this new emotion he never really held onto. It was an undying yearn for affection.

It was love.

Word Count: 327
Muse: Low
Notes: SO CUTE!~ -hugs your post- If you have any trouble understanding what I typed or need me to add him speaking, do say so!