Paintings of the Past

*Creed* · 06-10-2013, 09:02 PM

The boy lay on the ground trying to regain his composure. He felt something gigantic nudge against him and emerald eyes finally came into focus. Her two heads became one and his tail thumped against the ground happily as she helped him to his feet. Hopefully he'd made a good impression! He'd defeated, well almost defeated, the all powerful tail and if he was lucky he'd shown her how awesome and mighty he was!

She smiled and introduced herself. If his tail could have wagged any faster it would have. She talked really funny, but it made her different than anything else he had ever encountered. He had to admit, he quite liked her, though he'd never say it out loud. Only his actions would display such affections.

His gaze followed hers as she motioned to the odd pictures at the wall. Amazed by them he gazed upon them and moved closer, his head craned to see them better. It was definitely interesting enough to capture his attention for more than a few seconds. An amazing feat for such a young child. Normally he couldn't pay attention to anything for more than a moment.

"Cave paintings? Who made 'em? Can wooves (wolves) make 'em?"

He turned to look back at her, his green gaze giving her a questioning glance and black tipped ears pricked forward expectantly. This was much better than staying at home with his siblings. Much much better. They didn't have things like this back in Glaciem.

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Paintings of the Past

Creed