06-16-2009, 09:35 AM
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Backdated to June 9th. This post sucks, I'm sorry. :[
Zana left them, slinking into the tall grass and vanishing. The Aquila remained still, staring at his much-changed (yet remarkably familiar) mother, amber eyes cold and clear. For the longest time he remained quiet, observing her, but then his voice broke from his scarred muzzle.
“You look like you have a lot to ask me,” he said, and rose to his feet. “So let’s walk.”
Without waiting for her response, he turned and began to follow a worn dirt trail. Under his feet the ground was dry, cool, and he vaguely felt as if something was humming. The three-year old, a tawny form marred by sooty black, turned his head and lifted both ears, perked and awaiting the stream of questions he knew would be coming.
Zana left them, slinking into the tall grass and vanishing. The Aquila remained still, staring at his much-changed (yet remarkably familiar) mother, amber eyes cold and clear. For the longest time he remained quiet, observing her, but then his voice broke from his scarred muzzle.
“You look like you have a lot to ask me,” he said, and rose to his feet. “So let’s walk.”
Without waiting for her response, he turned and began to follow a worn dirt trail. Under his feet the ground was dry, cool, and he vaguely felt as if something was humming. The three-year old, a tawny form marred by sooty black, turned his head and lifted both ears, perked and awaiting the stream of questions he knew would be coming.