The bird and the worm
12-11-2013, 12:13 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-11-2013, 12:14 PM by Novocaine.)
Small dark grey paws would shuffle through the snow, it was coming down hard up here and piling up so that the pup had to really struggle through it. One day he would grow to be somewhat large though in this instant he was nothing more than an awkward gangly boy. Still he was determined, steel blue eyes narrowed against the blowing of the snow as he struggled towards the vessel upon the horizon. How he had managed to wander this far from the place of his birth he would not know, but he didn?t care much. The world beyond what he knew called to him and nothing would stop him from exploring.
Still he had never imagined it to be so cold up here, and he knew somewhere in his mind that he needed to seek out shelter. Finally the grey boy would reach the hulking form of the ship?s hull, gazing wide eyed up at it he searched for a place to hide. His gaze would land upon a small hole within the metal hull, half covered by ice it was just big enough for a pup to slip into. He slide into it, squirming some before he finally landed on the other side. He had fallen some, landing upon his side. Novocaine lifted himself to his paws and gaped as he lifted his gaze. He was well within the bowls of the great metal beast.
Please note: Novocaine is missing his right eye entirely, an empty socket is all that remains in its stead. Not all of his tables reflect that as of yet!