01-06-2012, 04:59 PM
hope you don't mind the pp
512
The giant boy shook his head rapidly for several seconds, and blinked, something had flown into his eye. His mane that flowed down his back swayed with the movements looking almost like grass in the wind. Since he couldn't very well wipe his eye whilst running in a four legged form and stopping would only slow the pair down he contented himself with shaking his head, it would be obvious to Jazper that Lorenzo wasn't shaking his head in disagreement. He glanced at his father with a sharp movement of his neck at the laugh, he hated being laughed at, Jazper should know this and not try to make Enzo upset with it. But as his own words were repeated at him in a sarcastic tone he did realise how dumb they sounded and looked back onto where he was going again, heat suffusing his cheeks underneath the coat of dusty brown, he hated being embarrassed as well, the feeling of idiocy that hovered over him enough to sour his mood further.
He didn't respond to anything else that Jazper said about finding somebody to love, truly Lorenzo didn't think he would find anyone despite his father's gentle urgings so he kept his thoughts to himself, trying to argue with his father on a point such as this that he believed he was right on was damn nearly impossible and Enzo couldn't drag up the mental energy to pursue such a debate. The feeling of depression settled over the boy with the heaviness of a shaggy winter coat soaked in water and his eyes stayed fixed upon the large rocks he could see in the distance, beyond them would be a narrow trail through a copse of trees several hundred meters in length and then wind down into the swampy marshland that the fishing spot he had found resided within.
The rocks grew larger in size until they would tower over both men in their optime forms, the air grew heavy with misty moisture that settled onto their fur in the same manner as fog. A quiet ominousness prevailed throughout the entire area and Enzo felt his ears flattening against his head as they had done the first time he had come through here as well. He increased his pace from a fast jog to a moderately fast run hearing Jazper speed up behind him as well with a worried look on his face, it seemed his father disliked this place as much as he did. They passed on through it fast enough though and were soon trying to navigate the twisting and turning tangle of trees. Their large size was a hindrance and several times Enzo felt the drag of sharp branches down his back and sides,
"Ahh we'll ave to beat bachk the trees." Finally they came from the small impromptu forest onto the marsh like land with the river he had named Anoxi flowing gently into the tree waterfall pools. Within them a multitude of fish were visible swimming around.
"Ahh neemed them tha Crying Souls."
512
The giant boy shook his head rapidly for several seconds, and blinked, something had flown into his eye. His mane that flowed down his back swayed with the movements looking almost like grass in the wind. Since he couldn't very well wipe his eye whilst running in a four legged form and stopping would only slow the pair down he contented himself with shaking his head, it would be obvious to Jazper that Lorenzo wasn't shaking his head in disagreement. He glanced at his father with a sharp movement of his neck at the laugh, he hated being laughed at, Jazper should know this and not try to make Enzo upset with it. But as his own words were repeated at him in a sarcastic tone he did realise how dumb they sounded and looked back onto where he was going again, heat suffusing his cheeks underneath the coat of dusty brown, he hated being embarrassed as well, the feeling of idiocy that hovered over him enough to sour his mood further.
He didn't respond to anything else that Jazper said about finding somebody to love, truly Lorenzo didn't think he would find anyone despite his father's gentle urgings so he kept his thoughts to himself, trying to argue with his father on a point such as this that he believed he was right on was damn nearly impossible and Enzo couldn't drag up the mental energy to pursue such a debate. The feeling of depression settled over the boy with the heaviness of a shaggy winter coat soaked in water and his eyes stayed fixed upon the large rocks he could see in the distance, beyond them would be a narrow trail through a copse of trees several hundred meters in length and then wind down into the swampy marshland that the fishing spot he had found resided within.
The rocks grew larger in size until they would tower over both men in their optime forms, the air grew heavy with misty moisture that settled onto their fur in the same manner as fog. A quiet ominousness prevailed throughout the entire area and Enzo felt his ears flattening against his head as they had done the first time he had come through here as well. He increased his pace from a fast jog to a moderately fast run hearing Jazper speed up behind him as well with a worried look on his face, it seemed his father disliked this place as much as he did. They passed on through it fast enough though and were soon trying to navigate the twisting and turning tangle of trees. Their large size was a hindrance and several times Enzo felt the drag of sharp branches down his back and sides,
"Ahh we'll ave to beat bachk the trees." Finally they came from the small impromptu forest onto the marsh like land with the river he had named Anoxi flowing gently into the tree waterfall pools. Within them a multitude of fish were visible swimming around.
"Ahh neemed them tha Crying Souls."