2012-10-30, 06:57 AM
My paws are damp from water from the lake. Mud squishes underpaw and wet leaves batter my head. "So much for shelter." I back into the only dry spot of the bush, a tree root. Mud staining my coat, leaves still battering at my head, I try to sleep. When I fall into a soundless slumber, bad dreams wake me up. Sitting awake, I block out the howling wind and splashing rain with comforting quiet sounds. Like the sound of a lyre that I once heard a human play. Swooo swo swo swoooooo. I imagine soft breezes. Fwish fwishhhh. In my fantasy land, everything was quiet and nice, while in real life everything was loud and scary. I suddenly was struggling to swim in the fantasy land. Water was soaking me thoroughly, and fur stuck to my skin like wet leaves. My eyes opened and looked around wildly. The bush was flooding! I struggle to stand on the root. Backing towards the tree trunk, I wondered what to do. Either drown here, or flee outside where more water awaits me. If only I could change into my human form...
"We're not retreating, we're advancing in a different direction!" -Yogscast Lewis
Herro fwends. Love you <3
Let it go! Let it go! Can't hold it back anymore!
Herro fwends. Love you <3
Let it go! Let it go! Can't hold it back anymore!