sleepwalking
01-29-2017, 06:16 PM
| Poser is all hope and fresh fallen snow as he moves toward the woman. Head high, gait easy, eyes soft. There's something comforting when you are as he is. When you are absolutely and entirely unable to be phased by what's in the world around you... he'd already seen so much. So much has happened at his feet, it's almost like nothing else can phase Poser. That's the fun part. The fun part is when there is absolutely nothing left that will bother you, so you can comfortably watch everything happen from afar. Comfortable. Easy. Thinsg would be easy, if he remained as he was. There is a woman, and she is not so far away. The thing about incomplete darkness, like that in winter, is that no matter what color you are you'll stand out somewhere. Poser stands out against the snow. This woman stands out against the shadows. His approach is graceful, gentle, eyes on her face and on the rest of her. She may actually be the decnt company he's looking for today. He needs someone to be around. He needs to not be alone. There's a soft bark in his throat as he closes the gap, not wanting to scare her off. Yes, he is gentle. Poser isn't always the best at that, but he tries. He tries pretty hard. "Good evening," a tail wag. He would offer her a tail wag and hope that was enough to not push her away. Was that acceptable? Hopefully. Right. An effort. That was all he could make. poser breathy way of saying my name |
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