18 years a boy no stronger
04-23-2014, 09:11 PM
Daylight was not his best friend, specially not after chewing on some poppy seeds last night in order to get the pain out of his paw. His nail had accidentally hooked on something so now was slightly bleeding and it had hurt, so therefore to get some sleep he took some poppy seeds but perhaps a little too much and now was a bit groggy. The man grumbled before pushing his body upwards to stand. There was no point in staying still less someone think him weak and attack so it was best to move. This wasn't exactly his choice to nap, but it had been somewhere. He felt more at home in abandoned human property. Thus far he had not found that. Highly considering he had been born and raised in the strange structures they built. As stories told from th elders when he had been younger. They were all gone now, but the stories would forever be within his mind. Speech, |