Thunder

*Dunkan* · (This post was last modified: 08-14-2019, 06:08 PM by Dunkan.)

Dunkan Sarcova
"
“Satisfaction is reserved for the Nonconformist.” "

Small paws carried a boy through the rocky terrain, his cold gaze of blue scanned the place as his endless thirst for adventures impulsed him. With a head full of questions he wanted to know everything he could, that was much funnier than wasting his time with other pups. He didn't see it as something that fun. So he walked, hopefully with his mother close. For a pup he was too cold, too introvert for his age. He never was the cheerful type, he was unique, he was, different. Would it be bad? Would it bring trouble in the future? Maybe, but he wouldn't care probably, no one was born perfect. And if none was happy with it well, good for them, he won't change his essence for others. He would stop, sitting in a rock.

And out of a sudden, a bug landed on his nose. He didn't move, he just wanted to observe what it was going to do. Some minutes later, thunders were heard on the heavens , and dark clouds blocked the sun's light. The rain didnt took long before falling over the land.

"speak"

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