Hanging By a Moment [8/7]

Obviously not afflicted by the same fears her mother is, Dami laid on her stomach, looking out from the cliff she currently stretched out on. It jutted out, a bit ragged. There was no one for miles. Her wings were worn unhidden, the backless sundress making it easier. Her feet are bare, and kicked up to paddle at the air. Her MP3 player is connected to a strap of her dress, the earbuds dangling around her neck. Rock blares from them.

nic is sitting next to her, looking up at the clouds. his white wings are let out to stretch aswell. his wings will ocasionaly catch light and shine.

A wolf came behind the twins, sticking it's head between them both for attention. It has little problem stepping on Dami, and even plops it's hindquarters on her. This no longer surprises her. It nudges at Nic, wanting affection. This wolf had been Dami's since they were little. It had also adopted Nic, as well. "Romulus, dammit. You're heavier than a cow." Dami looked behind her, blowing her hair out of her face

nic laughed lightly and pet the familiar wolf.