first frost
Juggernaut
04-14-2020, 09:56 AM
Indigo raced towards Iolaire’s cottage, his heart was broken and tears streamed over his cheeks. His violet form bumbled along through the plains until he reached his aunt’s home. He was obviously distressed, more so than he had been throughout his short life. His garden, his wonderful garden, was dead. His plants were losing their leaves and the flowers were dying. Indigo was sure that he would never be able to have a garden again, he’d just killed everything. His aunt would never trust him with another plant again.
Ashamed, guilty, and sadder than he’d ever felt he slowed as he approached Io’s den. Head hanging low and his tail limp at his back legs he called out sorrowfully to the Armada healer. He sniffledd, hardly glancing up to the entrance of the cottage.
Ashamed, guilty, and sadder than he’d ever felt he slowed as he approached Io’s den. Head hanging low and his tail limp at his back legs he called out sorrowfully to the Armada healer.
Warning: Indigo should be considered a Mature Character.
