Lost with the bitter cold
10-03-2013, 02:32 PM
| Kestrel |
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A torrent stronger then she had ever seen in her short little life raged across the sandy shore, the ocean hardly visible now. Kestrel had seen snow before, but never like this. She sat just inside her den, her mom and brothers farther inside. But she was more interested in the outside world, the snow storm intrigued her. She knew it was cold, she could feel the wind ruffling her fur and sending a chill throughout her body. There was something wrong though, something off about the way she felt today. Glancing back at her family, she quietly stole her way outside. She had to find out what this feeling was, and so she ventured out of sight and onto the snow struck beach. It wasn't long before she noticed a silhouette in the near distance, though her nose was unable to tell her what it was due to the now numbing cold. Tilting her head slightly, she carefully made her way towards it, thinking that perhaps it could be someone that needed help. Small paws carried her in a slow trot towards the figure, snow encrusting her fur and her eyes squinting against the storm. She knew she shouldn't have ventured out, but something just told her to do so. Sure enough, she was right. Little by little as she got closer, she saw two figures...a dark pelted wolf, and another that she could not quite tell but seemed to have multi-colored hues to its pelt. She had watched slightly at a distance, though her ears perked when a slightly angered voice reached her. Not waiting a moment longer, she would reach their presence. She stood there, silent green eyes looking up at them with wonder. What were they doing out here? And more importantly, did they need help? They sure looked it... Mute Thoughts You |
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