06-06-2012, 02:33 PM
After Ookami's moose injuries, he had been cooped up, resting and getting better. But he was so incredibly sick of it. Sure he had a broken leg, but that didn't mean he couldn't hobble around outside to get some fresh air. First he started off by finding a lake or body of water of some sort and washing off in it. The water felt good on his dry skin and he sighed as he sunk into it. It was difficult to walk and stand, sort of. He walked around on just three legs, and it was a back leg so he had better balance in the front as well.
After he felt clean, he took comfort in the sunny part underneath a tree. In the area where the bright light breaks through the leaves and cretes that wonderful, odd shaped shadows on the ground. He lay down carefully as his golden coat soaked in the sparse sun. He seemed to glow beneath it. He was missing Adonia, alot. He hated that he left her again and he vowed to never, ever do it again. A loud and noisy sigh escaped him as he just lay there. All gimpy and what not, it reminded him of Jefferson. At the thought of the old brute, Ookami's spirits dropped once more.
After he felt clean, he took comfort in the sunny part underneath a tree. In the area where the bright light breaks through the leaves and cretes that wonderful, odd shaped shadows on the ground. He lay down carefully as his golden coat soaked in the sparse sun. He seemed to glow beneath it. He was missing Adonia, alot. He hated that he left her again and he vowed to never, ever do it again. A loud and noisy sigh escaped him as he just lay there. All gimpy and what not, it reminded him of Jefferson. At the thought of the old brute, Ookami's spirits dropped once more.