05-12-2011, 02:33 PM
The pain burned as he stood up looking at the house that was now his prison, a friendly and yet sad reminder of what he could have had. His house was big, matter of fact it was way too big for him. He had picked this cabin to have a family in, to have his beloved in, children and family should have filled these walls, laughs, screams, and tears should have aged this building further. Not the heavy heart of a lonely old man. He lifted his head as the heavy hearten male looked around utterly disgusted with the fact that he was aging day by day, hour by hour, and yet he had really no mate, and really no children. The male stood up as he yelped from the sudden bolts of pain shooting though what seemed every muscle in his body. He sighed as the pain slowly sided to a painful numb, only then was he able to move. Slowly taking each step at a time the tripod knew that falling would not be a wise idea with his current state. The male slowly made it down upon the land of the valley, onto the sandy beach as he looked out to the waters, his thoughts traveled with the waters and the tides.