Every Rose has it's Thorns

*Dhiren* · 08-13-2014, 06:28 PM

The beach was within his grasp and Dhiren knew it. Running felt good; he had missed it oh-so-much. His muscles worked perfectly with his bones as he trumped from the ground to the beach, feeling the sand beneath his paws. The immediate change was surprising to the young man. Instead of soft warmth, he endured heat that had been sucked up from the sun. His running became frantic stepping, one paw rising each time to avoid complete burning. In a way, Dhiren was dancing.
As he did this without realizing he had almost won, he felt a strong sense of wind rush past him. Dhiren lost his balance and toppled over in the sand, his whole left side consumed by the grains of heat beneath him. As he rolled to spread out the heat, he saw Guinevere ahead of him. His heart, instead of falling to his stomach, rose when he saw she was touching the water in triumph. A low, playful growl slipped from his lips and he yelled, "No fair!" before racing up to gallivant after her.
Pretty soon, he was in the water. Relief spread over his paws and he began to playfully trot around her. Once he came up to her right side, he gently licked her cheek with a smile on his face. Warmth from his golden heart sparkled in his gaze as he looked at her before gently nudging her with his nose. "Come on, let's walk down the beach. I wanna see if there is any treasure."

"Speech"
Lineart courtesy of Kaylink on dA - Character belongs to Wynn

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