Fear of the Water
10-31-2019, 06:59 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-31-2019, 07:01 AM by Koloskivi.)
I cope smothered in smoke
The beast swore he saw something, the paranoia set in and clawed at his brain. Still looking behind him, the paws that carried the male slowed their pace to a slow crawl. Koloskivi's ankles were griped by coldness, the beast looked down to see his flawed reflection. Water. Crystal clear, cold, water. He rolled his eyes and moved a little further before something bright orange attached to his ankle. Koloskivi's looked at it, and with much surprise, he didnt freak out. Instead he walked back to the obsidian coloured sands of the beach and tried to shake the creature off. It didnt come off, if anything it got tighter. The beast grumbled and flopped onto the darkened sands with his front paws kissing the clear waters. The sweet smell of salty winds graced his nose as the creature finally let go, only did it crawl back into the waters when Kolosivi stood up. He shook the sands from his pelt, little droplets of foam fleeing from his mouth that hunger pushed from his stomach to his black lips.
Dehydrate my soul
The beast swore he saw something, the paranoia set in and clawed at his brain. Still looking behind him, the paws that carried the male slowed their pace to a slow crawl. Koloskivi's ankles were griped by coldness, the beast looked down to see his flawed reflection. Water. Crystal clear, cold, water. He rolled his eyes and moved a little further before something bright orange attached to his ankle. Koloskivi's looked at it, and with much surprise, he didnt freak out. Instead he walked back to the obsidian coloured sands of the beach and tried to shake the creature off. It didnt come off, if anything it got tighter. The beast grumbled and flopped onto the darkened sands with his front paws kissing the clear waters. The sweet smell of salty winds graced his nose as the creature finally let go, only did it crawl back into the waters when Kolosivi stood up. He shook the sands from his pelt, little droplets of foam fleeing from his mouth that hunger pushed from his stomach to his black lips.
Dehydrate my soul