Twinkle Twinkle
10-24-2015, 07:01 PM
Ganta didn't like this. He didn't like being away from his family, his home. He didn't completely understand what was happening, but he knew it was bad. He knew that he didn't like it. He'd shift in the den he shared with his siblings, and he'd let a sigh pass his lips. He kept getting up, walking around in a circle, and flopping down again. He was depressed with this situation. He just wanted to go home! Ganta would finally get tired of staying in the den and make his way outside. The stars were out above him, marking the world in the realm of night. He'd breathe in the crisp autumn air of the prairie, giving a small sigh. He truthfully missed his mother. His older siblings on the other hand he could quite easily do without. He'd sit, curling his tail around his paws. "Stars above the world so high, won't you please tell me why?" The boy would hum softly. "Home... where I want to go... yet all the adults must say no." He'd rhyme to himself, trying to find some amusement in staying alone in that place. "Talk" "You" Think |