THE CROSS IS THE ANCHOR OF LIFE.
~~I PADDED around my new home with nothing to do. it was a rather lonely existence, to be honest. a heavy sigh escaped my kissers as i trudged forward. the River had been a bust, too much of that putrid love around for me to stay. now my honey brown pistons took me to a place that was both beautiful and ugly. a place i had heard referred to as Blossom Field. half was covered in sweet smelling blossoms, and the other half was charred by a long ago fire. it was a sad sight, truthfully. i watched as pups still ran around, playing with one another.
~~I WAS paying more attention to my surrounding than to where i was going. the romping pups, ashen earth, and birds overhead were all more intriguing. i walked slowly but still i nearly ran into more than my share of trees. it was a pleasant experience, walking elbow deep in the flowers, with the sun warming my pelt and making the honey tones in my dull brown pelt shine along with the black cross on the nape of my neck. i was in my own little world, of course. it was just so easy to slip into, after all. for some stupid reason i continued my trek around the perimeter of the Field. being as i was, i didn't notice the pair of wolves who stood in my path. i walked straight into one, my sage orbs closed in bliss. in a moment they snapped open wide. i am SOO sorry, miss! i wasn't really paying attention to where i was going.... my apology was rushed and stuttered a bit, my voice husky from disuse. my eyes were cast down, another small part of my apology. when they did glance up, the met a fiery red pelted female and my lips molded into a slight curve. unique. i liked it.
this is how i speak.
S H A Y ♥
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