Socially Abused
10-03-2013, 04:33 PM
Winter was here again. The nippy winds flew down from the north, chasing Yang to the south of Alacritis. In search of a rest, Yang found himself here. He was lying down in the middle of a shaded valley. The luscious greens of the grass shone a marvellous emerald velvet. The sparkled and danced in the wind around Yang. He hd been very social lately, meeting many wolves, luckily none he made enemies of. He had scarcely seen his sister, Yin, but had managed to squeeze in a few days here and there. He had planned to go and see her now, but his plans were aborted when he found this plush meadow. Sighing, he would let himself rest in silence. Speech, |