Post by Darktouch on Oct 15, 2006 18:58:11 GMT -5
The brute trotted along the rocky terrain cautiously, his white pelt shining brilliantly in the mid-day sun. Crystal blue eyes remained open and alert, as his opinted ears were perked for any sound. These lands gave off an aura he couldn't describe, but that settled over his heart in a darkening way.
The Dark of heart had been here.
He could feel in burning in his paws as he padded toward the nearest forest. The brute had grown up in a forest, a beautiful heavenly wooded place, lush and ever green. Until the fire that tore them apart, he'd even had a best friend whose pelt clashed against his with its opposite paint.
He had been the wise one, she the eager playful one. They had had adventures throughout the forest, meeting other pups from nomadic packs, befriending majestic birds that flew past only twice a year.
The Dark of heart had been here.
He could feel in burning in his paws as he padded toward the nearest forest. The brute had grown up in a forest, a beautiful heavenly wooded place, lush and ever green. Until the fire that tore them apart, he'd even had a best friend whose pelt clashed against his with its opposite paint.
He had been the wise one, she the eager playful one. They had had adventures throughout the forest, meeting other pups from nomadic packs, befriending majestic birds that flew past only twice a year.