Best days are still ahead of us.
05-10-2014, 03:18 PM
The proud golden boy would lope into view, a welcoming smile upon his maw. Honey gaze would settle on the golden boy's amber irises, words pouring from his inky lips. A small nod would acknowledge the boy of his presence, as russet orange ears would relax, and strong pillars would push himself upward to a sitting position. Ringed tail would thump quietly on the stone, making hallow noises, barely audible. Maw would stretch into a smile as well, "Oh, hello Dayton. How are your bruises healing?" He had asked the question, and the golden boy had already spoken about the falls. As if any wolf could ignore its flamboyant beauty. He gave a quiet chuckle before replying. "Indeed they are. Just like the Tortugan territory. If only if it weren't so cold. I miss my old home..." A whine would silently escape his maw as he softened his eyes, remembering only small bits of his original home, most of the disaster-torn lands. 'Why didn't we hear it coming? Why didn't we flee fast enough? Why would the gods doom us in an eternity of hell's prison?' He would blink quickly and then shake his head, looking toward the golden boy, managing a smile, yet it looked so false, he almost seemed to be frowning. Walk, "Talk", 'Think' |
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