Nocturne
He gave a low grunt as he followed behind her “av ad worse” He grumbled, although that wasn’t necessarily true, he’d had a mate before, the promise of pups, he had even named one of them; Blackfish would have been his firstborn, regardless of whether it was a boy or a girl… And then one day she just disappeared along with her brother’s pack. Or maybe they had abandoned him. He was inclined to believe the latter. He let the girl babble on; he was distracted by the terrain and his own weighted thoughts. “Isis woulda liked it er” he thought dismally and pressed on, although he knew that wasn’t necessarily true. Isis liked wherever her brother was, and her brother was, as he described it “a rite shite”, then again maybe that was why she left. The girl in front of him mentioned that she was still searching for a den “Nothing less than perfect” he caught and it snapped him from his troubled thoughts. He needed to pick up and move on, like he always had for the past four years. He shook out his neck and sneezed to clear his head, the girl didn’t seem too put off by his accent, assuming she had noticed it at all from their brief exchanges, and he felt comfortable enough to speak freely. Worst case scenario: he would leave and find a nice hole to die in and pass away a miserable old coot.“Aye? N what’s perfect tae ya?”he asked, attempting to be engaging but unable to shake the bitterness in his heart from his tone. |
