BENEATH THE STAINS OF TIME

*Toprak* · 07-18-2013, 08:20 AM

Not sure what made him want to head to this island, but he swam there any ways. His pure white fur soaked, made him look slightly skinner then what he really was. It was not a long swim, but tiring none the less. Once he made it to the shore of this land mass, he shook his fur up. Spraying what water he had on him off. His white fur for now still remained as white as the snow topped mountains of his home. It looked like no one was here, a nice break from dealing with many wolfs which he didn't like. So he decided to walk around, his paw lightly moving across the shore, leaving paw prints. After a bit of strolling, he finally plopped down, and stretched. It indeed was nice and quiet the birds chipping in the background, the ocean waves slapping the beach. Soon Toprak feel asleep, his white fur on his belly became rather dirt.y
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