by Bluejay18 » Sun Feb 17, 2013 1:53 pm
Jasper swung again and again, denting the metal of the door more and more, until it finally opened into a large crack. He leaned back on more time, his arms screaming and his hands raw from holding the hammer, and swung, putting as much force into the swing as he could. The door spit open, revealing two figures, huddled inside. He threw the hammer away, then sat down, panting. He looked up at the two kids, a boy and a girl. "You guys ok?" He panted. His mark was burning. He had taken off his glove to be able to grip the handle better, and his mark was showing. Hopefully they would think it was some elaborate tattoo. It was burning with a fierce fire though, and he was curious about that. Hmm.
See you later, Poppi dog. You were the best, and I won't ever forget you, so long as you don't forget me. Sleep well, little baby.
9/01/09--10/14/15