Hard to Love
08-14-2013, 09:31 PM
Early dawn set across Glaciem. Most slept but not the restless soul of the white female. She had been up all night. Itwas not such much to troubling thoughts but simply she found the night more a habit and comforting thing. A yawn split her muzzle as she found a lush patch of flowers and grass. A spot like this meant it got lots of sun. Sleeping away the day in the sun sounded great. But before she would close her eyes she would watched the sun rise. She laid there facing where the sun would come up, green eye waiting. There were few things in life that she loved. It only seemed fitting for someone like her to only be loved by so few. It did not bother her much to not be love. She never sought out to be loved. It seemed fitting then for her to live in a pack such as this. Finally golden rays broke through the darkness. What a beautiful sight it was. To watch the world that had been in darkness come to life, golden and bright. She hummed softly to herself, a sort of lullaby. A smile lifted the corners of her mouth. As the sun fianlly made its daybreak show, she curled up with her tail over her face to sleep. Even still sleep would not come to her. Laying there she listened to the world around her, willing it would help her sleep. Speech Thought Others |