Woke up, blamed it on the vodka
06-11-2015, 10:54 PM
Psalm didn't usually leave the territory but recently he'd been much more explorative, though usually Hymn was at his side when he went. However today he was alone, and he didn't really mind that. His lips curled up slightly in a smile as his mismatched front paws carried him to the grassy plains. He'd seen a lot of different paces today, even just walking from Fiori. At some point he'd need to hunt a little something to bring back with him, he felt bad not doing anything except explore his whole day when the winter had come and food was less than plentiful. Even if he did come back empty handed at least he could say he tried. The small wolf's paws would barely break through the crusty snow as he walked, though he did sink in a bit more than he would have liked. If he were only a few pounds lighter he might have been able to just walk across the very top. It was odd that he'd wish to be smaller for the first time in his life. He was usually embarrassed by his lack of stature. Living in the shadow of those giant Armada boys, he could never really protect his mother like he wanted to so long as he was so tiny. The young Destruction wouldn't let those thoughts sour his mood though, he'd shake himself and continue along. His solitude wouldn't last very long, as he passed by the dead grasses and figured he might be rather bored here he'd find himself staring at a stranger. He had a brilliant yellow coat, almost as unusual as the girl Absinthe. He'd tilt his head curiously as he took a couple of steps closer before calling out to the stranger. "Hello!" He was far enough away that it was possible the other man hadn't heard him, and Psalm wouldn't pursue if the other wolf if he walked off. |