Sign
09-01-2013, 10:36 PM
Dark eyes stared out from the small opening in the snow. Vioxes had been looking for a good place to spend some time with Champion when he ended up falling and hurting his leg. It sucked, the wind was strong and it was cold, not that it was much of a problem, his thick coat kept him warm in cold weather. He sighed heavily in his warm little hole, wondering if the weather would ever calm down so he could leave this freakin place. He tossed and turned, unable to get comfortable in his temporary den, and after a few minutes without much luck he finally gave up. Carefully he would push himself up, slowly putting weight on his left forelimb, squeezing out of his hole and into the woman. "normal. talk. think. you." |