Dance Across My Vision
11-05-2013, 10:18 PM
The days of fall were slowly giving way to cold, as well as loneliness. Kar shuffled down along the bank of the river of the Rio Grande. Zanire was in her deep winter's sleep -- hibernating she called it. Since she had fallen into the slumber Kar had felt increasingly lonely. The beautiful bear had become a fast companion, and more than anything Kar appreciated her company. He would leave her for periods of times... though he would always eventually come wandering back to the den to lay with Zanire. He felt comforted by her large, warm body, even if he couldn't hold a conversation with her. Just being by Zanire's side warmed the brute's heart, and because of that he could sleep easily at night. Hearing a splash in the river off to his side Kar paused, lifting his head and gazing off in the direction of the water. 'The fish seem surprisingly active... maybe the cold hasn't yet bothered them.' The gray wolf let his snowy white paws carry him to the river bank. Sure enough the fish were swimming underneath the clear liquid, speeding away as soon as they saw Kar's shadows. The male twitched his ears, padding off in the direction of a nearby tree. Fallen leaves, brown and brittle, crunched underneath his paws. The sound was a sound of loneliness to the young male. He thought of Zanire curled up in the den, her deep breathing almost like a lullaby as the grown wolf slept. He looked back in the direction where his den with Zanire lay, his heart aching for a moment. He wouldn't stay around the river for long, he promised himself. He would be back with Zanire before the sun set. Speech, Thought |