World so cold
09-29-2013, 10:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-29-2013, 10:22 PM by Lel.)
His tiny legs carried him as fast as he could. Normally the ivory pup had to be pushed to do anything he didn?t want to, but something about the way his mother had looked? something had clicked and he seemed to understand the urgency of her request. The sight of the redwoods popping into existence in the distance spurred him on. The boy was already tired, having run the long distance to from the battlefield to his pack grounds. The boy did not understand that they were no longer his, only that his mother had wanted him to gather up his siblings and Dempsey and return to her side. Sliding around a tree he ran headlong into the den not caring who he stumbled over. Once inside he stopped, skidding across the ground. The boy was panting heavily, head drooping as he attempted to speak, only managing a few pathetic noises before panting again. ((ooc. Thread allowed by Canttina)) Speech Others Thought |
