I Hate Being Alone

*Muzet* · 10-07-2020, 07:24 PM

The near ending of summer was bringing the nook barren in the trees as the petals of the blossoms were starting to grow old on the dry soil of the ground. A dark nose poked around at the bundles of these petals, pushing them around to find the soft green of the ground underneath them. She didn't have much care for flowers in general but didn't necessarily want them all to wither away into nothing either. She may have seen the beauty of the spring for even a moment but visual sights weren't something she grew found of entirely. The plain smell of carnations bothered her and she would have much rather smelled something not so ordinary and boring. But whatever, the petals would all be ash and gone come autumn most likely and the fake buds could restart their growth in spring.

Muzet wasn't quite sure what she was looking for anymore. The company of others she had desired for sometime and she knew the only way she wouldn't feel like a lump on a long would be to find a pack she could strive to work for. At least it would give her some companionship and meaning after her short time wandering the continents as a loner.

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I Hate Being Alone

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