Empty Shell

N/A · 04-02-2013, 08:05 AM

Rum acknowledged their snickering easily. Why are they laughing? He lifted his head high and looked down on the two. The wind continued to blow softly through his soft and perfect fur. The brute did not take it offensively, he didn't even understand why the two were giggling at each other. But the dame quickly responded with questions.

"I believe it's in the west. Valhalla has a beach... Some forestry... Rocky and open plains..." Boy, do I miss home.

Rum couldn't wait to see his mother again, to see Pepper again. What was he supposed to call his mother? He hadn't seen her in at least 2 years. 'Mommy' wouldn't be appropriate. What if she had disowned him knowing he was still alive? Mom wouldn't fit there. Maybe he should just call her by her name, Morgan. What would she think of him knowing he was a traitor? I'm sure Pepper would forgive me.

"There's no desert there... Must be beside the dry lands."

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