08-04-2008, 12:31 AM
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"Shut up!" The red male screeched, stumbling through the field until the point that he tripped, falling in to the dirt. The laughter had grown louder and louder as each day passed, roaring in his head and burning at his ears. He wanted it to go away but, it seemed, no matter what attempts that he made to get rid of it, it only grew worse. Instead of fighting it, Conri lay in the grass, curling his head and his paws in toward his body, sobbing quietly beneath the newly risen moon. Some time passed, perhaps a good twenty or thirty minutes, before the sound of laughter faded off in to silence, signaling the young hybrid's eyes to open. It was only as Conri managed to get himself back on his feet that he realized just where he was, standing near the outskirts of his once-home. Head pounding, he lifted his nose in to the air, taking in the scents of the pack deeply. Naniko had been near the borders, or so it had smelled that way, marking them, it seemed. Holding himself low, wobbly on weak legs, Conri managed a few steps forward. He held his tail tight between his legs, body close to the ground, and he crept toward his old home. He just wanted to see her, once glance of her from afar, to assure himself that she was okay. |