07-18-2008, 12:03 AM
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He put his head down onto his paws, looking outside of the den. It was a really boring day...nothing to do, no one to talk to. It had rained in the morning and now it looked like it was going to do it again; heavy clouds laden with raindrops rolled overhead, and he watched them warily. Ever since he had been pulled out of the water by Anselm he'd not liked getting wet. It just reminded him of his experience...of halfway drowning, and made him really scared.
He hated himself for being so weak. A young adult, being afraid of thunderstorms? Even the sound of thunder made him jump...he didn't understand why. Lightning flashed across the sky and he winced, hearing the cracking sound of the thunder soon afterwards. He had been thinking for a while about his past and about his mother and father. Anselm had said that he looked like he had some coyote in him, but how could that be? His mother had been a wolf and his father had been...so shouldn't he look like one of them? Both of them were white, and his grandmothers were both white. Apollo had turned out right, but Sirius had gotten the short end of the stick.
He put his head down onto his paws, looking outside of the den. It was a really boring day...nothing to do, no one to talk to. It had rained in the morning and now it looked like it was going to do it again; heavy clouds laden with raindrops rolled overhead, and he watched them warily. Ever since he had been pulled out of the water by Anselm he'd not liked getting wet. It just reminded him of his experience...of halfway drowning, and made him really scared.
He hated himself for being so weak. A young adult, being afraid of thunderstorms? Even the sound of thunder made him jump...he didn't understand why. Lightning flashed across the sky and he winced, hearing the cracking sound of the thunder soon afterwards. He had been thinking for a while about his past and about his mother and father. Anselm had said that he looked like he had some coyote in him, but how could that be? His mother had been a wolf and his father had been...so shouldn't he look like one of them? Both of them were white, and his grandmothers were both white. Apollo had turned out right, but Sirius had gotten the short end of the stick.