Losing My Religon

N/A · 07-09-2013, 04:19 PM

Gabriel

The cold seeped into his flesh, he had not developed a winter coat yet and he was quickly chilled. A hum, a rumble drifted up through his vocals and he let out an exaggerated breath. He liked that bitter sting of winter. It sunk into him like a loving embrace, it reminded him of his mothers touch, it warmed and froze him all at the same time, such a strange paradox. He could not find the strength to move nor did he wish too, he liked this blissful tranquility of peace, would have been content to lie there. Simply breathing, forever.

A voice, a ringing from some far off land, a melody, shattered his momentary bit of tranquility and dual oculars lazily blinked back sleep, slowly he roused himself, lifting his head, a task that seemed herculean and tried to focus on the figure before him. His brain informed him that this pup was another Valhallen and that he should quickly regain his politeness before his family discovered that he slipped up...again.

He cleared his throat, thin tail flickering plaintively behind him and settling against his side. ?Honor to meet you Ravine...names Gabriel, can I help you with somethin'??

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