Sound Sleep
09-26-2013, 09:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-26-2013, 09:36 AM by Bronze i.)
At one point in his life -- perhaps no less than a year or two ago -- he would've found this a lovely opportunity to start a fight. He'd been lonely, painfully so, and he knew no other way to connect with others than through strife. Through bloodshed. It seemed nothing else had gotten him far. But much had changed in the last few seasons, and his stance was entirely unthreatening as he watched the gray-furred boy. Perhaps he was a lost soul like himself; his curiosity of the stranger had been sparked, and he waited quietly for him to stir and fully come to his senses. When he did awaken, it happened quite suddenly, and he jerked his head upright to stare him in the eye. He was quick to roll over, as though he feared he might have to either fight or run. It was funny to him, how strong his instinct to protect himself was -- he wondered what had made him this way. Bronze never slept very deeply himself, and he would've likely reacted in the exact same way had he been napping here, and the boy approached him instead. But it was always a particular incident that set off such a strong reaction to being disturbed unwillingly -- he knew his children, oh so innocent, slept soundly each night, without fear of impending death. He wished so badly they could feel that safe forever. "Then you ought to find a better place," he suggested lightly, but his voice was teasing, almost condescending. But he began to chuckle, knowing fully well that he had spent countless nights in equally silly places. Now, with young children, he couldn't imagine them sleeping anywhere but tucked safely away in their den. There was simply too much evil in the world. Had to always be on guard. "I'm just messing with you, boy. I'm sorry to have startled you." Brown eyes wandered over him. He couldn't help but wonder his story. "But I do hope you won't deny an old man some company, even if you weren't expecting any." It was distressing that such a walk left his joints feeling sore, and made him need rest so badly. Slowly he reclined to his haunches, thick tail curling about his hindquarters contentedly. |
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