09-13-2008, 01:36 AM
WC: 381
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Pendzez was in an area a long way outside the Phoenix Valley area. He came to the place where he was now because there was something he wanted to make sure of. Did his sister really die? Was it her blood she was covered with? Pendzez wasn't now sure because Flayra smelled like berries that grew in a forest near where he used to live before his parents died. Those berries were Flayra's favourite treat. She liked to eat them when he was two months old, and she's been eating them since, but not since she dies, or that's what Pendzez believed. Something came to mind about his sister that really troubled him deeply. Questions ran through his head, problems came into motion, and as the wolf walked along the grassy plains of Batons et Pierres, he started to think about the past.
When Pendzez first found Flayra, who he thought was dead, she was covered in blood, but it was hard to tell if it was hers because Flayra always smelt of berries that were sweet. Pendzez just thought of that a few days a ago, bout one day before joining the Phoenix Valley pack. Is she dead now, or is she still alive? Pendzez had to know the truth about the event. Flayra was still when it was said she died, too young. She always wanted to go on adventures when she still a younger pup, always going for little walks here and there. The parents didn't complain. Instead, they went along with. So did Pendzez because his parents didn't let him stay home. Pendzez thought that was a fun time, actually. Walking with his little sis. That was a good memory to keep.
Pendzez came to a place that seemed familiar to him. An old house that looks like it was almost falling apart. He was home. The house itself was still tough by the looks of it. Still intact and not demolished by time. Well, it's been only two months since Pendzez left his home to go on a journey around the world. The windows were shattered and the doors were rotting, but still pretty tough. Tough enough to survive a hurricane. Pendzez sat there under a tree looking at his old home, bringing back past memories.
This is an All Welcome, so feel free to join.
Pendzez was in an area a long way outside the Phoenix Valley area. He came to the place where he was now because there was something he wanted to make sure of. Did his sister really die? Was it her blood she was covered with? Pendzez wasn't now sure because Flayra smelled like berries that grew in a forest near where he used to live before his parents died. Those berries were Flayra's favourite treat. She liked to eat them when he was two months old, and she's been eating them since, but not since she dies, or that's what Pendzez believed. Something came to mind about his sister that really troubled him deeply. Questions ran through his head, problems came into motion, and as the wolf walked along the grassy plains of Batons et Pierres, he started to think about the past.
When Pendzez first found Flayra, who he thought was dead, she was covered in blood, but it was hard to tell if it was hers because Flayra always smelt of berries that were sweet. Pendzez just thought of that a few days a ago, bout one day before joining the Phoenix Valley pack. Is she dead now, or is she still alive? Pendzez had to know the truth about the event. Flayra was still when it was said she died, too young. She always wanted to go on adventures when she still a younger pup, always going for little walks here and there. The parents didn't complain. Instead, they went along with. So did Pendzez because his parents didn't let him stay home. Pendzez thought that was a fun time, actually. Walking with his little sis. That was a good memory to keep.
Pendzez came to a place that seemed familiar to him. An old house that looks like it was almost falling apart. He was home. The house itself was still tough by the looks of it. Still intact and not demolished by time. Well, it's been only two months since Pendzez left his home to go on a journey around the world. The windows were shattered and the doors were rotting, but still pretty tough. Tough enough to survive a hurricane. Pendzez sat there under a tree looking at his old home, bringing back past memories.