heart is a weapon
12-31-2016, 06:09 PM
Lark shivered as a gust of cool wind ruffled his fur. Patrolling was dull task at times, but he was grateful for the time spent alone. While he was mostly grateful that it was so mind-numbing, as that meant Abaven and his family were safe and well, it was sometimes boring. Not that he would ever wish for anything bad to happen to his family.. he sometimes just wanted something different. A soft sigh fell from his lips as he moved, one paw in front of the other in lazy succession as he trailed across the borders that marked the claimed part of the thicket from the world beyond. He wasn't sure what he hoped to find here, if anything, but he knew he was feeling restless. Sullenly he trudged on, through the thicket, nostrils flaring as he tested the scents in the air and searched for anything at all out of the ordinary. |
