Breathe in through your eyeballs
06-17-2015, 08:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-17-2015, 08:07 PM by Anastasia.)
Angel. Angel. Why would this thing keep her from pronouncing his name correctly? Why would it cling to her as it did? It was embarrassing for the young wolf, terribly embarrassing. Never did her adventures end up this way. . . Well, there was this time that she had caught her head in a hollow tree-stump. Her nose had got her into trouble that time. A sweet fragrance bloomed from within it, and it turned out to be a lone wolf's collection of wildflowers. Of course that same lone wolf would be her savior, well, he was actually saving his stash. The loner accused her of being a thief and chased her for who knows how far. After her cry for help, Angel would move forward and grab hold to her shackle. He pulled on the metal, yanking her tongue hard enough that it felt like it was going to give before the attachment. Though, it eventually gave way, leaving a dry frosty place on her tongue where it had been. Surely that was going to blister soon. She snapped her tongue back in her mouth, the area burning from the warmth of her mouth as it defrosted. Thank you, Angel! You must really be an angel. The name is Anastasia or Ana if you would like. That thing just wouldn't turn me loose! I've never seen anything like that, but I sure hope I never see anything like it again. She would end her words with a firm nod. No way would she be touching anything like that again. She gave the metal one last hard look before quickly using her right paw to bury it beneath a heavy lump of snow. Hopefully she was safe from it now. Eye would meet Angel's momentarily before shyly looking down at her paws with ears gently laid back. It was kind of awkward having a boy cling on her tongue that way, even if he was just a pup and answering her cry for help. Looks like you enjoy the Winter. I'm not liking it so much. It's the first Winter I can actually remember well. I was just a pup during my first Winter and Momma wouldn't let me peak out at the snow, said it was too cold for little paws. I think it's too cold for big paws too! She paused for a bit, feeling like she was talking too much. She tended to do that when she was very nervous. That or hide quietly while others' spoke, but she was the only one here and it would be rude to hide from him after he had helped her. actions • words • thoughts |