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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 9, 2008 15:38:16 GMT -5
Somehow, knowing somewhere in that dark, frightening world, there is someone who cares, someone who cherishes your mere existence, who cares if you are in the reach of any harm, yet they are also the ones who can never be there, when you need them the most. It seems this is the way my life has always been. From the minute I was left in that dark alley, to now, as I stare back at what might possibly be my doom. I mean, for what reason would a cougar feel obligated to spare my young life? I am simply a seven week old pup, and I probably wont even know what is happening, when it happens. I can feel the heart buried deep in my chest, thudding furiously. This is it, the words replay themselves within my head like a broken record. I have no reason to live. I should have been killed that day, just like my papa. I should have never been given the chance to survive, and this exact moment, will justify my case, as I am devoured by this ravenous cougar, I know my mother will see, I mean nothing. His eyes are like pools of blood, bleeding red even in the pitch of night. I want to run, to run for my life, and save myself. I want this to end. His eyes are burning a hole in me, psychologically of course, though the pain of knowing my future makes up for the pain that isn't there, accompanying his glare. I feel my dry throat, I want to to whine, but it isn't there. It is lost. Gone, and I cant find it in me. Like a needle and a hay stack. I close my eyes firmly, hoping that when I open them, I will awake from this nightmare. I don't have it in me. I keep my eyes glued together. If he kills me, at least I wont see it coming. Then, it is there, the pain, the pain I know will follow me over the rainbow bridge. I can feel the air beneath me, as i am tossed like a rag doll, across the stretch of sand, and into a large piece of driftwood. The air in my lungs pushes out from within me, and I know I will never get it back. I know this is the end, I just have to be patient. Wait for the animal to come back and finish me off. Hail Mary, full of grace! The Lord is with you; Blessed art tho among women, and blessed is the fruit of tho womb, Jesus.
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Post by Spot on Dec 13, 2008 10:27:11 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
That's it. My life was free, I was able to whatever I wanted, whatever I felt. I didn't have the weight of a clan on my back. Not that is mattered anyway, I always did what I wanted and not cared about the rest of the clan. Look at it this way, I'm better off not being the clan leader not putting the Bronx through more hell than they already have faced. Knowing me I would make hell look like heaven. I smirked at the thought. I was walking at a rather fast pace, I wasn't exactly sure why. My brother Zero who had followed me and was my first alliance out here in the real world.
The cold air entered into my lungs, but i seemed to hardly notice really. The cold didn't affect like it might others. My breed, Malamute and Husky mix were built for this brutual cold and having the two in one just made it a hell alot better. I lost sight of my brother. It didn't really matter he was fine, I had his scent in rage and he was behind me just I was walking fast and eventually he should get the message to speed up but if he didn't I wasn't worried, or maybe I should be?
That was my problem I was a selfish bitch. I didn't care about other's, why should I? No one showed me anything for me to care for them. Sure, back at the clan I had respect but not respect for me, personally. I had respect from everyone because i was heir to the throne, I was Layla's flesh and blood of a daughter. I growled at myself. I can't blame myself for that, I can't choose who my parents are even if I wished I could. I could disown them however and just forget about them. I was good at forgetting, as I always did I never held onto anything. I knew in the end it would all just be lost anyway so why bother being my through the pain? In my eyes it just made me a step ahead.
You could say I had a rather dark and harsh mind. It was my mind so what did it matter to you? Yes, I was harsh and could be brutual no one has ever seen that in me though, yet. It was lurking inside me and I knew it would escape at any moment in time espeically now that I was free from rule.
Maybe I was just a pathetic excuse for a dog. That could be true, but it depended on how you looked at it? I was living wasn't I? If I was pathetic and not needed I would be dead, my time would've came by now. Something in the future was going to happen to me for why I am still standing here. I didn't know what it was or even if what I assumed was right. For a dark minded fool I sure did look at things positively.
I walked onto some beach that looked totally destroyed. Broken trees and rubble laid spread everyone. It was a hurricane dead zone. The waves were rough here and I stared at them for a second and then continued walking. The smell of dead animal caracasses was unbearable. It ranked.
Above the smell of the high salt water and the rotting flesh the scent of a dog hit my nose. I had a rather good sense of smell but I would never think I would be able to pick up anything in all of this mess of a place. I followed the scent. It was my personality, when I got a new scent of a dog I followed it to find it and examine it and established what kind of dog it was. I did it in secert though. I always hid and stayed quiet, I was very good at hiding and never being found.
The scent led me to a pile of wood from trees and against it was a small male pup. I snorted in disapporval, I hoped for something alittle more and not some pup that looked like he was going to give up on life at this moment. He was young, extremely young to be on his one. Then again who was I to talk? I left my family within a week after being born, of course I only stayed on the Bronx land building my skills and staying to myself but he was out here alone with no protection and anything could kill him. The cold, me, a wolf, a cougar, another dog, the list could go on forever.
I examined the pup, he looked despressed and I wasn't sure if he could smell me standing by him. His sense of smell couldn't be fully deveopled yet and so he would probably be only taking in the high scent of the salt water but then again I was standing pretty close so maybe he could smell me. I was good at examining people from just watching them and judging them on what they acted like, their personality, maybe what they were thinking. It was weird but being alone so much I needed some way of entertainment so I would watch people and it has gotten me to be able to read a person like a book, like they were telling me what they were doing themselves. Creepy in a way but an adavantage for me.
Why was I being so close to the pup? I knew he couldn't hurt me. I could just step on him with my massive paw and kill him but seriously. I myself wasn't even a year yet, I would be in the spring but I was full grown but I was still young and learning, in a way. I was learning possibly ahead of everyone else my age that was born into a more normal family. I was a faster learner and a good teacher to myself.
And yet, I just stare at this pup. My one brown eye and my one blue eye running up and down his body examining him. He was really depressed and looked as if he was about to give up. i wasn't going to sit here and watch some pup kill himself in the brutual cold. No, it was too slow anyway if you wanted to watch someone die it was better off doing it yourself, it was faster than naturally dying and wouldn't put the person through so much pain. Wow what a lovely thought to be carrying around in your mind.
I rolled my eyes and said "What are you doing?" I grunted. The pup wasn't sleeping he was just laying there kinda with his eyes shut. He would hear me with my annoyed tone of grunt to the question. What the pup was about to do would probably be a stupid move. Death, what was the point in trying to kill yourself? I never got that. When you died you died, it was your time. Why bother fighting it to make the death come faster?
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 13, 2008 11:34:45 GMT -5
[xX]Edward[Xx]
I kept my eyes clamped together, as the sound of an approaching dog replaced the scent of the cougar. She spoke, her words sharp and unsympathetic. "What are you doing?".
Is, is her gone?
I refused to open my eyes, I wouldnt do it, not till he was gone. Not till he was out of range.
ooc-out of muse-/ooc [/size]
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Post by Spot on Dec 13, 2008 11:57:26 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
Great... I rolled my eyes as I thought to myself. "A physco pup" WHen I used the term physco I didn't relly mean he was nuts and physco like a physcopath, no he was just nuts and imagining things. Nothing was here it was only him and me and maybe a few other dogs who's scent didn't appeal to me from the high scent of the rotting flesh and sea water.
I breathed out a deep breath and the fog appeared from my mouth. Why did I bother saying anything? I should've known better. I sould've known he wouldof be weird and not normal. Normal not really being the word here. I didn't like the word normal much, it was just well too opinionated. What was it's true meaning?
"Kid, get up. No one is here." I narrowed my eyes at the young pup, sort of annoyed. I wasn't going to sit here and play his puppy games. Maybe he was a good kid, a good pup who didn't want to bother with other's but seriously it was pathetic to see a pup laying on the floor about to give up life and imagining things.
Even I knew that life was worth more than he was viewing it to be. He was young he had alot ahead of him, alot of choices that he would make that chance his life dramatically. He could find a mate have a family, etc..All of that gooey goo stuff that most dogs dream about. How I want to find true love, my mate...Made me sick. True love? Yeah right. My parents were a lovely example of that.
Love was a prison. You fall in love you loose your heart, mind, conciousness. You think everything is all fine and dany when really your world is falling apart. I was a loner, so I guess this was just my mind on the love life subject. Maybe it was worth wild but from what I've seen it was nothing but a curse. I've seen my mother, heard her stories before she lived here on Keola and before she met Craze she was a way better dog in my opinion a way better leader. She wasn't afraid, she didn't care what you thought. She lived life with eyes opened and not blinded.
Then got thrown here and started to fall apart and was attacked by a shark and then met Craze and come completely blind. Sad really. A dog with so much potential just throws it all the way for a silly thing like a mate. I found it kinda funny how I was picturing this. I was younger than my mother, way younger and yet I was talking about her like I have been through her life with her and like I was older and wiser than her.
I could bring up another example, that would be that dog Ice. Who I never see around. He is supose to be the Beta male of the Bronx but he just disappears. It is like he is afraid to stay or something, maybe his heart just tells me to leave like mine did. If that was the case I'd give him props for it. He has been through almost everything with Layla. However Layla threw it all away when Craze came, pathetic.
But Ice is deeply inlove with Crystal and Crystal is deeply inlove with Ice. Pathetic. Ice from what I've heard is this huge deadly killer. I could tell in his eyes that show nothing but show alot to me since I'm so good at reading people that the rumors about him are true. He is a loner, some what like myself. I've heard he gets lost in fights and just goes insane when in one. Amazing.
However, he also became blind with Crystal. This love thing ruins people's lives more than they seem to realize I guess. He can never seem to even speak to Crystal right and things seem to go wrong. He seems to try to push Crystal away but it never works in the end and he is just miserable. It is quite sad. This is the kind of life i would never bind myself too. What is it wroth? Why go through the pain? It made no sense to me. However I was still young, still learning. Maybe there as more to this love thing than I gave it credit for.
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 13, 2008 15:39:35 GMT -5
[xX]Edward[Xx]
I raised an eyebrow as she snapped at me. I wasnt stupid. I saw the damn Cougar whether she agreed or not, and I wasthrown across the sand by it, and I did have a few broken bones, i could feel them every time I made even the slightest movement, even breathing hurt. I guess it is obvious who the stupid one in this situation was, because from the corner of my eye, I saw it. Its body low to the ground, it's paws slinking one infront of the other. He was stalking, prowling. He was going to make a meal of us both.
MOVE!I yelped, and he pounced.
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Post by Spot on Dec 13, 2008 16:11:47 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
I didn't take my eyes off the pup and the cold wind chill of the winter rubbed rudely against the side and I snorted as fog came from my nose. The air was cold, almost like their was no oxgyen yet I stoof perfectly still. No shiver in my body at all. Most dogs would find this unbearable maybe even dogs of my breed but I was perfectly fine, well insolated with muscles and fur. The cold seemed to just brush past me like I was invincible to it and it knew it.
I saw the pup grow annoyed at me for saying nothing was here but myself, of course. Pups, always had the littlest amount of patience. If they didn't learn to handle it right when they were a pup forget it when they became an adult. They would be blowing people's heads off if someone just said "Hi" to them. I smirked at that thought. When I went through something I always pictured it in my head and I couldn't help but laugh at the picture.
The pup yelled out "Move" I grey alert and intentive at the pup's reaction. There was something he was seeing or smelling that I was not, or he could just be imagining it. Just then a gust of wind blew my way bringing a new scent not the scent of rotting flesh or the ocean, no, the scent of a cougar. My head instinctly turned to the smell and a few feet ahead of me stalking closer and ready to jump at us was the cougar. So the pup wasn't crazy, that was a relief.
I could just leave right now, the cougar would happy to have the pup for a meal but I was here now and I couldn't just walk away and let the pup die, unforuntaly. If I were the one who attacked and tried to kill the pup I would gladly just walk away no harm done to myself but the thought of another animal killing the pup while I was standing there and decided to just walk away irratated me...Why? I would like to know.
I smirked at the sight of the cougar, this day was getting better and better with each step I took. I had alot of confidence in myself, I'll give myself that. I was a strong dog, yes, but also young, could be foolish and inexperienced with certain things, basically fighting cougars. You know it wasn't something I did every day. This would be the first. The new challenged made me smirk and grin even more. YOu could I laughed at death in the face.
My tail was erect and curled high over my back. The smirk soonly grew into a serious expression. I was ready to face this cougar, but I wasn't going to fight unless the cougar actually attacked. i read the cougar's expression, his features, he wanted us for dinner no doubt. The cougar stalked closer and I lowered my head and bared my teeth and let out a loud growl to show him what I was and that I wasn't afraid of him.
Was I expecting a back down? Never. I could tell this cougar was without a doubt starving and he must of tried to get the pup already but failed and then I appeared and now the game just turned more fun. I saw the cougar's eyes grow it's attention straight me and wouldn't take his eyes off of me. Perfect. Just what I wanted. The cougar's eyes grew with hate, hate that I just challenged him and my eyes just glimmered with enjoyment yet sterness. My eyes told nothing, nothing anyone could read or understand not even this cougar but he didn't know that I was reading him front to back like a book no page unturned. I felt like I didn't even blink I was so concentrated on the cougar.
He stalked closer, his pace fastened and then the pounce. He pounced at me and not the pup. He could kill me first then go after the pup, the pup was probably too stiff to move. He was probably to shocked and scared to move. I was quick on my feet. My paws sunk into the wet sand and I jumped out of the way of the cougar, timing perfectly that my back paw managed to give him a sort of kick on his face. The cougar landed on the sand angerier now. I took my position infront of the pup, protecting him, I guess. i wasn't going to have this cougar take his life, not today.
I let out another firecely growl my mouth dripped with saliva and my teeth were pressed tightly together showing my canines at this cougar. Sure the cougar was bigger than me, to be honest though I wasn't too small compared to him. I could and would take him if he struck again. I saw the light red line on his face from the claws of my back paw that kicked his face. Didn't think I actually put enough strength in that to make a mark but I guess I did.
I saw the rage the cougar grew even more in him. He was made that I was going to fight against him, mad that I was protecting his little lunch. I rose an eyebrow to the big ol' putty cat. "Want some more?" I said. I didn't really talk when I fought. I've trained myself to fight in silence. It went quicker but I couldn't help myself, it was pathetic. I talked through my bared teeth I was giving up my position. The cat seemed shocked when I spoke. Seem shocked that I was so confident in myself. I guess any dog he ever face cowarded and hid then he went for the kill. Sorry, I wasn't like other dogs. I didn't like to catorgize myself with other dogs, or compare myself. I was an indiviual and my own person and I would display it that way, no doubt.
I let out another growl. I didn't really think I scared the cat, no I wouldn't scare a cougar just from growling and looking menacing. He just grew fed up I saw it in his face. He quickly gave an annoyed growl and turned around and walked away. I smirked but didn't give up my defense position until the cat was well out of sight and in the forest where it belonged. I knew better then to ease up so quickly he could walk away and make me think everything was over and I would loose my position and then he would attack again. I knew alot for my age.
When I knew it was safe I looked back at the pup. I smirked triumphly. I was proud of myself, my first triumph as being a loner. I examined the pup not sure what he just thought of the whole ordeal. "You ok?" was all I spit out.
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 13, 2008 17:30:32 GMT -5
[xX]Edward[Xx]
Am I ok? Are you kidding me? I am perfectly fine, beside a few minor breaks. I sent her a cold glance. Didnt I tell her? Didnt I?
I, quite frankly, am perfectly fine!!!I snapped. I didnt need her, I could take care of myself, I was perfectly capable. Perfectly and Utterly! ooc- sorry for the short posts, my muse is dead-/ooc
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Post by Spot on Dec 14, 2008 11:17:50 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
I rose an eyebrow and a smirk came across my face at the pup's reaction. I assume I was the only one proud of just my new triumph of standing up to a cougar that could of easily taken if not me than this worthless pup in less than a second. I laughed under my breath. I guess this was how it worked right? You do a good deed but they claim they didn't need the help.
Then again maybe it was just a typical male. Even if this pup was young and defenseless, he was still a male and males always had the personality of being stubborn and wanting to do things on their own and not get help, espically from a female. I wasn't exactly femine. I acted more maleish than femaleish, if they was possible or the right way to explain it. It was kinda funny really.
I glanced at the pup a smirk of amusement still across my face. "Oh yeah, because I am sure you could've handle that cougar easily." I laughed at my joke. I knew it would piss the pup off and that is exactly what I wanted. Dogs with anger mangement problems that let everything annoy them was hilarous. It was so easy to start something with them espically if they were young because you didn't have to worry about them snapping at you.
I grew serious then and brought my head down to the pup's level so my eyes met his. "That cougar would've made you lunch easily. To him you are just like a little bug in the sand." I snorted. If the pup honestly thought he could challenge a cougar he had another thing coming. I lift my head again and took in deep breath and exhaled, the fog coming out of my mouth again.
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 15, 2008 14:05:46 GMT -5
I was fuming at this point. she was right, I was small, innocent, helpless, and in no way would I have managed that cougar. I would, though, soon be able to handle that cougar, and, quite likely, her! Bitch, I muttered beneath my breath.
You know, I wouldnt look so smug. If I dont stand corrected, you were the one saying I was hallucinating, were you not, and had it not been for me, that cougar would have torn you to shreads.
It seemed attitude always got the best of me.
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Post by Spot on Dec 15, 2008 15:34:10 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
"Well then, thank you." I said sarcasticly and with a friendly smirk on my face. I actually did mean it, in a way but I found it funny the way the pup reacted to me. I could tell he realized what I said was true. To be honest, this pup just under estimated me though. The cougar would of gotten closer and I had fast enough reflextives to avoid the big cat. I would find the scent sooner or later.
I looked at the pup. "Word of advice, don't under estimate someone you meet." I winked at the pup showing I was talking about me from his remark. Coming from me it might sound hyprocritical really it wasn't though. When I read someone and guessed what they were like I was making an educated guess of the person's personlity. Give me a picture on how they could react to something, in a way. Of course when fighting I didn't only trust my instinct to read people. I knew my judgements could be off from some effect around me and I could slip and mess up. I never under estimated anyone even a pup like this. I didn't know what they would be capable of when they reached their full hieght and width.
In a way I was a respectable person. I gave respect to certain people, although only in my mind and never shown it too the person's face unless I fullly trusted the person and right now the only one I could trust was Zero, my brother. I still didn't know alot about him but I could atleast relate to him, which was better than nothing.
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 16, 2008 5:55:16 GMT -5
Hmmmph. I muttered a few unintelligable words beneath my breath and sighed. My big blue and brown eyes shifted to her. Her eyes were the same as mine, blue and brown. The same. I lowered my eyes once again.
Sorry. I should have treated you better. I would be dead right now if it were for you.
I couldnt look up. I watched the ground. Slowly sifty through it with my left paw. I watched it intently. Awating her answer.
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Post by Spot on Dec 16, 2008 15:07:51 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
I smirked happily as the pup came to his senses that I was right. If I wasn't there the pup would be dead right now. Not that I was a type to go around and safe people. I'd much rather watch them die and suffer. I could of just walked away and left the cougar to eat the pup, he would of been fine to have the pup. It was a distraction I could've used easily to get out of the way. I could've even thrown the pup at the cougar to give him up and I would just walked away merrily like nothing had happened but I didn't...Obviously..
The pup, if I read him correctly, looked ashamed and kinda shy at the moment. Maybe for having such an attitude and not accepting the facts which I just threw at him? I shurgged my shoulders I didn't know. I stared at the pup for a minute. I began to wonder what happened to him, why was he alone? Where were his parents or any other adult dog that might be looking after him. We all had our stories, mine wasn't anything speical. Yeah so I was born into a clan with three other siblings and had the title of heiress thrown at me from the beginning. I could lie and switch my story around hundreds of times, it wouldn't make a difference. I didn't care much of my past. I knew what and where I've come from and how I got to where I am now, why did anyone else really need to know.
Still I was just curious what was this pup's story. I guess first thing's first, his name. He had a beautiful set of coloring, I'd give him that. He was like a goldish brown nothing I've seen out of the dogs coming and going through the Bronx. I didn't really know other dog breeds much besides the breeds in Bronx so I didn't know what breed of dog he was but I was interested in knowing.
So why not? Why not ask a few questions. It wasn't killing anyone. I had nothing better to do and who knows maybe hanging out with this pup would through some threats at me like that cougar. Give me some more adventure and ways to prove myself worthy to live in this world, survivual of the fitest. Of course I was going around actually looking for things to challenge that would and could kill me if I wasn't careful. Either I was an extreme dare devil or a foolish young female lost in the world. It depended on how you looked at it I guess.
"What's your name, kid?" I simply ask. Let's just keep it simple and obvious right now. First question to start off with was always the name. I wanted to get him to look at me, i wanted to read his face expression and his eyes and see if I could get anything out of them, like what kind of life he has lived. You'd be surprised by how much the face and eyes give off which is why my eyes are always like endless deep pits, of nothing, an abyss in my pupils.
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 16, 2008 18:58:06 GMT -5
[xX]Edward[Xx]
You are wisdom, you are beauty and you are irrevocably loved. Those words I had heard so very often with my mother. Her face faded from my mental grasp, and I whimpered as her eyes closed, and the picture of her slipped away in my black hole of a mind. Being here, with this female, it brought her back. I had been completely alone, only my own reflection brought back the picture of my mother until now. I wanted to throw myself at the female, and lick her face, to burrow my own in her thick plush coat. I wanted to squirm at her side, and I wanted her to lick the top of my head. To whisper sweet words in my fluffy ears. It cant be.
A small tear rolled down my cheek. I had no idea what had overcome me. Why were these emotions building up inside me, and errupting like a volcano. Why was I doing this now, here, with her? I looked up at her. My eyes shot back towards the ground. Why was I all of the sudden seeing her, my mother, in her?! Why, why, why, why, WHY?! I sighed as I collected my nerves. I still kept my eyes on the ground, the sand sinking between my toes. I muttered the words beneath my breath, clearly too muted to be heard. I rose my head, not looking at her face.
I'm sorry. I dont know what has overcome me. You suddenly ask me a simple question, and I cant control myself. I am so sorry.
I felt the small tear the was set on my cheek fall down onto my maw, and I licked it quickly. Its salty taste was almost pleasent. Hmm. I studdered a bit, but spoke again.
My...My name is Edward. Edward.I repeated my name twice, for some reason unknown to me. I thought one moment, to reach out and touch her. I held back, and I retained the growing urge. I was pathetic. [/size]
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Post by Spot on Dec 17, 2008 15:15:22 GMT -5
.xx. Rumor .xx..x. oooh...You set my soul alight Glaciers melting in the dead of night And the superstars sucked into the supermassive .x.
I stared with curiousity as I titled my head at the pup's reaction. I took one small step back, this pup's reaction to a simple question was strange. I didn't understand. He was going through some weird mood swings. He was pissed at me one moment and then next he is crying and going histeric. I didn't understand, at all.
He shot a quick glance up at me. I couldn't read his face, the look was too quick. I did catch his eyes though they were the same color as me. It made me wondered what kind of breed he was even more. Well I guess eventually the questions would flow out, wouldn't they?
He began to calm down and apologized for his strange behavior. My head was still titled a bit but I quickly shook my head out of my wandering curious thoughts. I looked at the pup again he didn't give me much to read. It annoyed me that he wouldn't look at me but I didn't want to just ask him to loko at me, it was too obvious. Well I wasn't trying to hide anything but I felt weird asking it.
His name was Edward, a rather strange name for a dog but who was I to judge? My name was Rumor, I wasn't even sure that was a name at all. Then again I also had my brother named Zero so judging names would be rather hyprocritcal on my part. Zero. I just remembered. He is probably going to be rather annoyed at me for leaving him but I didn't mean too and hopefully he would understand that but maybe he wouldn't care anyway. He did like to be on his own.
I took a deep breath and exhaled through my mouth. I lowered my head to the pup's height. "I'm Rumor." I think I was getting this pup's trust so why would I ruin it by lying to him my name or not telling him my name at all. In any normal case I would possibly lie or not even speak my name at all.
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Post by kiska Hoona on Dec 17, 2008 16:30:49 GMT -5
[xX]Edward[Xx]
IShuddered when she spoke her name. Rumor. Was that not a bad thing to be, to be a rumor? to be wandering, sliding through a community, or atleast a population, being a lie. Was that not what a rumor was. A lie. Either way, that was her name. Edward and Rumor. I saw her lower her head to my level. It suprised me somehow, that she had yet to notice my disability. Had she seen the fact I only had three legs, most dogs ran at the sight of me. I was hideous. I shivered as a breeze ran its fingers through my reddish pelt. My eyes drifted around the beach, it was a mess.
I slowly grew more comfortable with her, as I realized she was actually interested in me, and likely, not a danger to my existence. I curious about her. Where was she from? Why was she here? Did she have a family? I looked up at her and saw once again, how our eyes were the same. Blue and brown. Except she was a reddish and white like me, but not the same markings, and I was orangier then her. Orangier, what a peculiar word. I chuckled.
The air was cold, and small white flakes began to fall from the sky above us. It began with only a few, but soon began to fall much thicker, clouding my vision as I hid my face beneath my paw. It was freezing, and slightly frightening. I shivered. My long, silky fur was covered with white, and my dense undercoat was drenched as the white stuff seemed to....melt, at the heat of my skin. I whimpered. What was this?
-ooc-As you can see, I am testing new ways to format my posts xD -/ooc- [/size]
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