Blame it on the Night
01-15-2015, 10:49 PM
The full moon was high in the sky, the cool light keeping the Plains lit up in a pale, glowing silver. It was almost mystical in a way, although the beauty of it and the stars that glittered in the sky were mostly ignored by the gold and slate blue man. He had stretched himself out on his back among the tall grasses, his green gaze staring up at the stars, but somehow not really seeing them. His mind was buzzing and was much too busy to pay attention to stars. His paws were itching to carry him away from here, but he made himself stay. He made a promise, mostly to himself, to make a real go at this whole pack thing and the rational side of him knew he hadn't done that yet. He sighed and let his eyes close and pondered going back to his den to sleep, but decided against it. He didn't particularly feel like sleeping or going to his den. It all felt so monotonous. Wake up lay around, hunt, lay around some more, go back to sleep. He was bored and he was irritated at his boredom. Another sigh passed his lips and he opened his eyes, rolling over onto his paws and shaking out his thick fur. He needed something to do. Anything really. |
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