A Song For The Stars

A new land, is what he was graced with. Soils that have never been tainted by his massive paws, shifted beneath his weight. A new world, evidently meant a new start. No one here knew him, no one knew where he had come from. This was a new beginning, a new chapter to written by him, and only him. No expectations to amount to, no name to live up to. He could forge his own future, and that was what he had intended to do.

The sun had vanished, giving way to the starry night. Dimly glowing lanterns surrounded the lazy moon, freeing it from loneliness. Far from what Dhenuka felt. Eyes of orange cast the heavens.. Almost enviness of the black canvas, every night it was never alone, it always had the moon or stars to fill the abyss.. A snort left his brown nostrils in disapproval. But instantly, chocolate dipped  ears shifted forward, catching the sweet, soft, saddened lullaby. And mid song, another chimed in. A beauitful melody, that only drew the man closer.

Paws of gold carried him closer to the waters, fireflies danced in unspoken rythm. Flickering like pixies, told in a old wives tale. It did not take long, before his own optics landed upon, who he assumed, the culprits of the beautiful song. Both, drastictly different in color.. yet seemingly the same. Perhaps related in some way shape or form? Slowly he would lower to his haunches. Eyes rolling over the lighter one first, then the darker. Taking in their unique, and distinguishing markings.  No smile apparent on his face, nor any other form of any sort of emotion..

His tone deep, and the words rolled so smoothly from his tarnished tongue. It was obvious he was merely jumping to assumptions that they had been the source.