~Fire and Ice~
07-27-2014, 06:30 PM
The black wolf pup's coat was not used to the frozen world around him. Eyes were duller than before, as their different colors did not shine with the life that they once had. The snow crunched underneath him as since his form was shorter than those older than he, the young brute was burrowed deep into the cold and had made it impossible for him to move. Soon, he came upon a body of ice. He saw movement, tilting his head slightly. Fish could be seen moving from it, and his eyes soon started to show curiosity.
Aeolus began to walk on top of the ice, watching the fish swim from underneath. He was about to move once more, when the thin sheet of ice began to crack underneath him, causing him to fall into the frigid water. His eyes widened in shock as he tried to find footing on the ice that had been solid and stable for him to move onto, but, alas, the ice continued to give way.
The black brute whimpered and gave out small cries for someone to help him. The cold began to surround him, and if he was down in the cold for too much longer, his body would be too cold and the young pup would drown. He had lost his family, and now, he was thinking about giving up and joining them, but he continued to fight the water and get onto the ground as best as possible. The sheets of ice were surrounding him, but, every time he tried to move, the ice would break off, and it was a long swim to solid ground where he would be safer. Continuously he howled his small howls for help, trying to see if anyone would be able to hear him.
Aeolus began to walk on top of the ice, watching the fish swim from underneath. He was about to move once more, when the thin sheet of ice began to crack underneath him, causing him to fall into the frigid water. His eyes widened in shock as he tried to find footing on the ice that had been solid and stable for him to move onto, but, alas, the ice continued to give way.
The black brute whimpered and gave out small cries for someone to help him. The cold began to surround him, and if he was down in the cold for too much longer, his body would be too cold and the young pup would drown. He had lost his family, and now, he was thinking about giving up and joining them, but he continued to fight the water and get onto the ground as best as possible. The sheets of ice were surrounding him, but, every time he tried to move, the ice would break off, and it was a long swim to solid ground where he would be safer. Continuously he howled his small howls for help, trying to see if anyone would be able to hear him.