Standing By
02-22-2015, 03:41 PM
It was summer now, which meant that it was hot and sunny like all the time. He didn't know if he liked it as much as the cold north, but since it was his first summer ever it wasn't as strange to him as it was to his mother. With it being summer it also meant that he would be a year old next season. Although if you looked at the nine month old it would be hard to guess he was so young. He had just gone through another growth spurt, finally putting him at his full forty-two inches of height, but he hadn't quite grown into his height yet. His legs and frame were still thin and awkward, the slenderness barely hidden by his thick slate-blue coat. The sun beat down on his back and he panted lightly, silently wishing he and a light colored coat like Momma Amalia. He found one of the larger trees in the area and quickly got under its shade, sighing with relief and gratefully sitting at the base of this tree. It wasn't till then that he let his two-toned gaze look around him a bit and see the the forest that he was in. Most of the trees were a lot smaller than the trees he was used to back home- no. That wasn't home any more. He sighed, his shoulders sagging a little bit. He had to stop thinking of the north as home! The Mangroves and Hot Springs were his home now. It was just so hard to wrap his head around, but being there made Amalia happy and he wanted his little mother to be happy. |
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