The Lone Brute IP: 72.224.121.1 Posted on January 12, 2013 at 06:48:31 PM by Shadow
The lone brute sat on a rock among the trees, his black coat hidden among the shadows. His mother never named him Shadow for nothing; for he was born among the night and hidden from his mothers sight. She nuzzled the four pups she thought she had, but the lone brute moved in closer surprising his mother. He had lived a secret life leaving the den as soon as he could catch mice: learning to hunt as he lived on. His green eyes peered at the lone she, scenting she had come from a loss and makes a silent grunt. He leaps off the rock, staying among the shadows keeping his green eyes on her. He was gentle; but fierce when it came to his loved ones. He leaped onto a tree making the leaves rustle like the wind; but is hidden among the shadows. If you looked closely you would see his eyes peering out at the she, for he felt something he had never felt before. He was shocked at her black fur, much like his and her beauty was outstanding to him. He had almost dropped his mouth, before he realized, what kind of she would want a brute like him. Of course he was cunning, strong, fast, brave, and protective; but what if he was to "hidden" for her. Of course the brute would watch her for a while and if anyone came before sunrise he would retreat or if the brute thought he would stand a chance come out in the open and fight for her. Even though the brute didn't know what he was feeling for her; it was clear to scent he was in strong love for the she. He longed for her in his dreams and he would awake shaking his head, the feeling very strange to him. He had never felt love before (ever) Replies:
