Wrapped in winters schemes
12-09-2015, 05:22 PM
Welp, Ganta was lost. But was he worried? Nope! The little male moved with purpose through the area. It was pretty, with little pools of water at his paws where he was able to practice his fishing. Ganta would stand with both paws in the water, his tail swishing thoughtfully back and forth as he waited for the fish to settle once more. He knew he wasn’t as big and strong as his parents yet... But he was going to be one day! Ganta would swish his tail, aiming to snap his jaws down on a fish. All the boy got, however, was a mouthful of water instead. Ganta would sneeze, backing out in a disappointed way. He’d sit on the back, lowering his ears. Dammit. He was hungry... And he’d failed to catch a meal. Now what? "Talk" "You" Think |
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