05-28-2016, 04:31 PM
@[Sabé]
He giant feet crunch across half-melted snow and slowly reviving moss carpet. His territory lies in a valley of sorts, hills to the west, high peaks to the east and south. Cool breezes and fresh water flow from the high peaks, lush grazing to the south. There are several meadows scattered among the ancient sequoias. His favorite lies at the bottom of the south-eastern ledges, where water runs from a mountain spring off of the gray stone to feed the small grove at its foot. All that is alive is a few bits of reluctant chutes that don't it's not spring yet. He picks at the greenery idly, swiveling his scooping black ears all around and keeping his sense of smell keen, hoping to come across one girl in particular.
Sabé.
As he chews thoughtfully he keeps his teal eyes peeled. He hasn't seen her up close in a few weeks. She is probably getting large as of late – spring is just around the corner. The snows are melting, rushing off of the alps and into his little valley. Rivers rage and the swamp lands are swollen with high waters.
He wonders just now how his first born is developing inside of his dun lovers belly. How is she doing, how is she carrying? Is she a good mother, he wonders. As he gets older he discovers more concern for more things. Gone are the days of frivolousness and uncaring. Now he must become meticulous, driven and clever. He must cultivate his family and his home. He'll raise them to the height of success – in whatever way he can. The beginning is with the woman and children, he assumes. He hopes, because that is the direction he's choosing to go.
<33
yay for ruri !
xD i'm so amped for the babyface
He giant feet crunch across half-melted snow and slowly reviving moss carpet. His territory lies in a valley of sorts, hills to the west, high peaks to the east and south. Cool breezes and fresh water flow from the high peaks, lush grazing to the south. There are several meadows scattered among the ancient sequoias. His favorite lies at the bottom of the south-eastern ledges, where water runs from a mountain spring off of the gray stone to feed the small grove at its foot. All that is alive is a few bits of reluctant chutes that don't it's not spring yet. He picks at the greenery idly, swiveling his scooping black ears all around and keeping his sense of smell keen, hoping to come across one girl in particular.
Sabé.
As he chews thoughtfully he keeps his teal eyes peeled. He hasn't seen her up close in a few weeks. She is probably getting large as of late – spring is just around the corner. The snows are melting, rushing off of the alps and into his little valley. Rivers rage and the swamp lands are swollen with high waters.
He wonders just now how his first born is developing inside of his dun lovers belly. How is she doing, how is she carrying? Is she a good mother, he wonders. As he gets older he discovers more concern for more things. Gone are the days of frivolousness and uncaring. Now he must become meticulous, driven and clever. He must cultivate his family and his home. He'll raise them to the height of success – in whatever way he can. The beginning is with the woman and children, he assumes. He hopes, because that is the direction he's choosing to go.
chemdog
astra inclinant, sed non obligant.
<33
yay for ruri !
xD i'm so amped for the babyface
