Bacterial Contamination

Now where on earth had his lovely little furry feet taken him now? Somewhere colder... somewhere... not so pleasant. My my, what a disappointment this was. Snow crunched under likewise white paws as the brute moved ahead. Oh but he didn't just walk. He moved, at least in his mind, with such elegance, such grace. He was a wonderful little princess, lost within this kingdom of snow. Oh woe! Oh cruel fate! What on earth would the lovely, beautiful kingdom do without the young male? Without their lovely princess?

Now... it didn't take a genius to look upon Kyda Ethne and see that there was something not all there within those blue eyes. He was in a world all his own, a land of insanity where logic held little place. It all depended on the day, the mood, the scene, and the wolves around Kyda as to how he would react. Some days were hardly bad at all... and... for a short while... he might seem to be okay. But it came down to it that there was a strange disease of the mind eating at the brute... and he just wasn't stable.

Kyda would come to a stop next to the frozen water, tilting his head to the side in the manner of an intrigued child. The shine of the ice, so sleek, reflecting his own image back at him. "There one pretty, Hello." His words would flow from his mouth out of order. He would lean down, licking the image of his own face on the ice. Then he would draw back giving a dramatic sigh.

"Not we together can be. Sorry am I." Kyda looked around the frozen landscape, swishing his tail. What a pity. The princess was bored and he had no one at all to play with him. He circled back the way he had come. Such a lonely, sad, cold day. Whatever was he to do? He needed some sort of entertainment. He was a princess after all. This was unacceptable! What in the hell had happened to the ones he was with? The brute would raise his muzzle to the sky, requesting, no, demanding attention from someone. Anyone.