Bringer of Calamity
I lay there draped over the branch mindlessly watching the everchanging scene before me. Surprisingly enough one could argue that it was genuinely comfortable to be laying across this branch. Although it was really only wide enough to me or another small pup to be on. My front left is tucked into my chest and my other paw swings carelessly off the right side of the tree. My hind limbs are tucked below my body, so I don’t have to scramble and risk falling when I go to leave this place. That would be quite an awful way to die… drowning. I’ve never been taught to swim, so on a brave day I might go knee deep into the water, but never farther. It’s risky and quite frankly I don’t feel like dying. Which is ironic considering not even a few minutes ago, I was senselessly contemplating if life would have better if I had all those months ago. Although to be fair, that would not have been my fault. That would have been blamed on careless parenting, mother nature, survival of the fittest, etc. needless to say I’m still here, and no I don’t have a death wish, sometimes life is enjoyable when you just spectate like now. Watching the glittering scales dance beneath the watery surface, occasionally surfacing, their round pouted lips randomly opening and closing, like they were begging for food. As the lateness of the day wore on the pool seemed to get strangely more beautiful.
Kalameet||Borne of Another Love||Sister of Many||
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