Another Drab Day

*Archaic* · 01-24-2014, 10:29 PM

The bees buzzed in multitude, and what with the warm, sodden heat, Archaic could not help but feel a tad sleepy. This contrasted quite drastically with his surroundings, but he could not be stirred to care. The skies were unleashing hellfire and torrents above him, forcing him to shelter beneath the feeble protection of a young tree recently snapped in half. He smirked up at the clouds, blinking and shaking his head whenever a drop would fall too close to his eyes. Wonder who pissed the gods off today, he mused to himself. With a sigh he rolled over onto his side. For all that the rain was ice cold, the ground still held a certain warmth, and he tried to imagine it seeping into him as he let his eyes close. The thunder was oppressively loud, yet somehow comforting. It was blunt and straightforward, and as far as Archaic was concerned, quite trustworthy. If you weren't already fried by lighting, what did you have to worry about anyways? No, the thunder had never spooked him. He cracked an eye, wary, and scanned the branches around him for arachnids. Spiders, on the other hand... He sat up once more and shook himself, trying to rid his body from the terrible feeling of bugs crawling about under his fur. He grumbled, his smirk becoming a sulking pout. So, perhaps he was not as comfortable as he thought... The man sighed and snarled up at the sky. And who gave you the authority to ruin my day, you poxy piece of shit? Perhaps he could make better choices than to curse at the gods, but he was already in the middle of a monsoon. If they meant for him to die, now would be the time regardless of his behavior.

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