Pride is low
06-02-2015, 08:31 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-17-2015, 06:29 AM by Nyx.)
Vrel |
Vrel was wandering around the North, he had to get away from that cat that had enslaved him. His pride had taken a blow from losing against her, his head was low with a constant growl on his lips. He trudged through the snow, his body ached it was a ways from his den. He hoped the cat didn’t move them away from his den, he had taken a liking to it and didn’t want to leave. He laid down near the trunk of a tree, head on his paws he looked around at all the snow. Why did losing to a dang cat make him feel this way?
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think |