nature's freak

*Derecho* · 03-07-2017, 05:01 PM

The rolling thunder moves from the safety of den and into the world for the first time. She is ready, rolling over her paws and making her way into the light. There is something intense and immense bubbling deep inside Derecho's system, already a wild streak at least a country mile wide. Oh how beautiful it is as she storms out into the world, ready to see and think and and be out on her own. The choking darkness of the den was alleviated by the sun on her back and the fresh air in her face. It was strange and lovely, already addicted.

That's it. That's how an addiction starts. The intoxication that comes from a summer breeze, filling her lungs, going straight to her head. Rolling like thunder across the ground, head tossing. A storm is on the horizon, a storm in the form of a small grey pup. It is her storm, and she will ride it. The grass in the plains is as tall as her shoulders, but Derecho doesn't care. Breath in her lungs, a thunder in her heart... she's ready. For everything, she's ready.

heroes get remembered
DERECHO WRECKAGE
bad bitches never die

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