The Perfect Storm

*Soren* · (This post was last modified: 12-06-2014, 10:56 PM by Soren.)

The boy was enjoying his afternoon out of the den. It was warm and though the weather above them was somewhat foul he had grown used to it, the island was often buffeted by minor storms, thunder and lightning booming overhead but the jungle canopy sheltering them from much of it. He strolled about, tail lifted in contentment, the den had finally been finished and he drew some joy from knowing that he no longer had to worry about it. He could enjoy a walk about without any nagging in the back of his head. The wind was picking up though, buffeting the pup as he struggled to remain standing.

He let out a little puppy growl trying to dig small blunt claws into the ground so as to remain upright. A howl sounded out from a ways off and he paused for a moment, his concentration lost and he toppled over with a small yelp. He let out a grunt as he struggled back to his paws, the thunder rolling over head growing louder and seemingly closer, the rain driving down at an angle so that less of the canopy seemed to catch it.

He struggled to answer the howl, follow it, but the elements were doing a number on his tiny body, finally he huddled at the base of a rather large tree, which helped to shelter him from the rain and wind some at least and let out an howl of his own. His voice feeble and underdeveloped, he only hoped at least someone would hear him.

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The Perfect Storm

Soren