BURNING THEIR LIES
Table & Coding © Hickey; 515 words
BURNING MY DREAMS
The youth made his way through the trees in order to find the pond. So what if it was used by the horses as a source to drink from? Bastion was still able to find some form of entertainment here. Actually he had come for a particular sort of entertainment. There was a creature living in this area that he enjoyed teasing and torturing. Certainly it would rather be left alone but that wasn't something that Bastion would be about to do. Oh no, he came down to the water when he had nothing else to focus his attention on. When he could find no one else to pester he would come down here to torment the animal living in the water here. And of course the things to make it so interesting and entertaining was because it would fight back.
On his way down to the water the young male picked up some sticks to carry with him. He had learned from his first playtime that he would need a bunch of sticks. That was why he was picking them up on his way there this time instead of trying to scrounge around once he got there. He had lost his playmate that way the last time. He had taken his eyes off the creature in order to look about for something to poke at it with. He had no idea where it had went but once he had turned back it was gone.
So with his arms loaded with sticks of varying lengths and widths he headed towards the kettle. Seeing as he was still hidden away within Salsola he didn't bother with his routine of floral baths and panties like he would if he were to leave the area. There was no need to cover up and hide if he was to remain around home. After all he only wore panties was because he had to and not because he really wanted to. He much rather preferred to be without the restriction like he was now. After all he had soft strands of fur coating his body already.
Once he reached the kettle he placed down the wood he had brought with him and looked around for where the creature was at. He ended up spotting the turtle sunning itself on a rock. With a giggle he picked up one twig from the pile then reached out to poke at the turtle with it. It took a couple of pokes to the side of the turtle's neck before it obliged just what Bastion had wanted and turned it's head to snap at the twig. It ended up breaking off the end of the stick in it's jaws which was the exact reason that Bastion had brought so many with him. The wolf continued to torture the animal by poking at it with the stick just so that it would continue to snap at it and break it for his entertainment. It was such a small thing but it amused the boy greatly, forcing out one happy giggle after another from his throat. |