by εγειίηεя » Tue Jul 12, 2011 6:45 am
(Okay,)
Whisper felt slightly scolded an kept her tail down. The first hour was the worst; the searing pain that overloaded her head stung hard and vicious. She could only just breath without whimpering. But slowly the silence soothed her, as if licking her wounds. 2 hours trickled smoothly by and she could slowly move her legs. Then another hour deemed her recovery, she could stand sit and wag her tail once again, but something was bothering her. Her head felt heavy and things that she never noticed before were starting to make sense. It was very confusing for her, especially since slowly, things were starting to grow colours. She rubbed her eyes on her leg but it was too real to rub away. She wished the Doctor would come to her soon, so she just sat. Lonely.
(Wolves/Dogs are colourblind right?)
I used to be .::M4SC4R4::.
"But I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touched your face,
Well, it burned while I cried,
'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name..."
Adele - Set Fire To The Rain