Waving through a Window
12-05-2017, 12:23 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-28-2020, 11:37 AM by Torin.)
It had taken the young man a bit of time to build up the courage to return to the lake where he had first met the young blue eyed girl. The site of his first kiss, it felt like a lifetime ago. He had been a child then, now? Well now he was an adult and he felt the pressure of his ambition more than ever before. Some part of him was hopeful he’d find the girl here again, the promise of their practice sessions upon his mind as he approached the body of water. It had probably been too much to hope though, her scent was nowhere to be found and for the briefest moment a look of disappointment passed over his face. Then Torin rolled his shoulders and braved the cold water to approach the stone sitting in the center of the lake. He heaved himself up the stone, feeling it’s held warmth flowing through his now thoroughly chilled paw pads. Even in the early winter temperature its surface had managed to soak up some warming rays. With a huff the young man flopped less than gracefully onto his side and allowed the warmth to spread across his body, lids drooped lazily and the Adravendi began to snore lightly. |