A world of wolves, and wanders
03-03-2018, 10:10 PM
The sire let his maw separate and lock slightly, as a gust of steam formed infrount of his oxegnators. I wonder if there are any other lupines around? I stood up with that thought, as he trotted over to the crystal stream, staring at his empty reflections. "I wish I had a friend." he cooed under his breath. He let hiself melt into the water, little bugs hoping and buzzing around him he sighed, his orb locked on the rushing water. With ease he lowers himself and drinks before rising quickly up, and he sighed. Once agian he was alone, mahbe forever alone..? Well...I hope not. |