by Armydillo » Tue Nov 29, 2011 6:44 am
((Hi, sorry I haven't been here for a while. Very busy D: But ready to roleplay.))
Dusk.
Ripples of movement glimmered between the trees as the brown brute slinked through the undergrowth. He prowled along an invisible path, his claws extended. But this was not a matter of prey.
Dawn.
The silver she-wolf staggered onwards, her courage and energy disappearing rapidly. If only she could get to a safer place, somewhere warm and concealed... She could rest and hunt, and that would do her a world of good, but she found no such a place.
Sometimes in life you've JUST got *.to.* move... ON.
And sometimes in life you've JUST got *.to.* ...stay where you ARE.
My Dog
You're one in a million, you're special to me. Affectionate, loyal, and good company.
You're there when I'm lonely, and life seems a bore, you cheer me and offer a comforting paw.
The look in your eyes says you quite understand, as you thrust a bewhiskered wet nose in my hand.
You never desert me wherever I go, you're a far better friend than some people I know!
I thank you by writing this short monologue, to my faithful, devoted companion ~ my dog. <3
© 1979 Jillie Wheeler.
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