Post by dragontamer1 on Nov 4, 2012 7:00:28 GMT -5
Comet trotted slowly up the hill. He no longer was the speedy and nimble wolf of his youth; by now, he had arthritis in all his legs and soreness in his bones. He was old. Worn out.
So I'm just destined to die alone in this dump..... He looked around the dismal town, the ash floating through the air, the piles of charred wood, the soot-covered ground. His paws, once a healthy cream, had turned brown-stained in his age and were currently covered in the thick, black soot.
Oh well...... He was a tired old wolf now, having wandered all his life, never found a mate, never knew a friend.
Well, maybe one. He remembered that pretty, blue-furred she-wolf he has ran into in a castle and rescued from the master of the dark place. She already had a mate, though. But I would just settle for a friend too. Then she had vanished, never leaving a trance, without a goodbye. I hope she's okay.
Bending his creaky legs under him, he plopped down into the soot ground, the faint heat from the ash warming his patchy fur. Sighing, he lay he head on the ground and closed his green eyes.
So I'm just destined to die alone in this dump..... He looked around the dismal town, the ash floating through the air, the piles of charred wood, the soot-covered ground. His paws, once a healthy cream, had turned brown-stained in his age and were currently covered in the thick, black soot.
Oh well...... He was a tired old wolf now, having wandered all his life, never found a mate, never knew a friend.
Well, maybe one. He remembered that pretty, blue-furred she-wolf he has ran into in a castle and rescued from the master of the dark place. She already had a mate, though. But I would just settle for a friend too. Then she had vanished, never leaving a trance, without a goodbye. I hope she's okay.
Bending his creaky legs under him, he plopped down into the soot ground, the faint heat from the ash warming his patchy fur. Sighing, he lay he head on the ground and closed his green eyes.
