painted realities
05-26-2013, 08:23 PM
Galileo wasn't huge on wandering, honestly. He had always been a bit intimidated by the wide world out there, but that didn't stop him from being curious about it. When he had chosen to wander off from his den, it had taken a little to escape the watchful eye of his mother, who had not yet forgotten the death of Asheni, but then he was free! Free to explore the world! Galileo intended to take full advantage of that; to explore as much of his homeland as possible for the youngster. So he had set off, multicolored tail held high as he bounded along, trundling through the snow as best as he could. His mother might very well be coming for him shortly, but until then, Galileo wanted to explore as much as he could. There was joy in the blue eyes of this youngster as he made his way through the snow, leaving a distinctive trail of pawprints behind him. It would be easy to follow him, and some part of him was aware of that, but Galileo wasn't sure what he could do to hide the pawprints. So instead of worrying, he leaped along happily, coming to a stop only before a large rock that jutted up from the snow. The pup sank back on his haunches, examining it for a long moment before he leaped onto it, almost slipping right over the edge once more. But he managed to stay put and look down on his domain with a grin on his lupine features. A yipping howl escaped the youngster as he proclaimed his dominion over the entire kingdom before him. It was his! All his! And though his howl was far from the strong thing that it would surely be one day, Galileo had poured his heart into it. He was proud of it! Just like he was proud of the lands that were 'his.' "speech!" |