There is no running
11-24-2013, 02:07 AM
Vereux had just wanted to see what was beyond Glaciem's territory. He hadn't expected himself to get stuck in the snow in this place. Whimpering slightly from being cold, he felt the utmost of uncomfortably here. The Armada pup made a small sneeze, obviously this wasn't a good position for him to be in. It wasn't like he liked to be cold, starving, and away from home. While adventuring had been fun, now he was lost and had no idea had to get back to the territory. Of course he would probably get a mouthful from his mother and father. Just they seemed so occupied all the time. Vereux felt like they payed them no attention what so ever. Neglection maybe, he had to find his own ways of finding entertainment. Though his mental growth was more or less growing into a brat. One that didn't give a crap about anyone but his siblings by the looks of it. It pissed him off not being able to do anything. He hated being so young. Soft growls escaped the sad pups throat, as he crawled out of his hiding spot looking around for a source of life. A commoner, to take him the hell back home. Speech, |