01-04-2009, 01:39 PM
Private for Lubomir!
Simon had been up with the sun, his teeth chattering from the place he had made his snowy den. It had all made very good sense at the time, the night before when he had dug himself a shallow den in the snow. He had decided to camp out near the borders to make sure no intruders came upon the land to take the Crimson Dreams kingdom by surprise. Unfortunately he had dozed off somewhere in the middle and woken up freezing. It wasn't the world's best feeling, but he was determined to make sure that the borders were secure. It hadn't entered his mind that other wolves besides himself and Jazper would be making sure that everyone was safe.
He smiled through chattering teeth as he emerged from the "den" which was little more than a mound of snow. He decided he'd patrol the length of the borders and then try to find something to eat. He should probably check in with Mati too, he decided. He didn't have any good stories to tell her today, but he was more in the mood to listen today. Perhaps she'd have some new stories to tell him.
The sandy colored puppy took long, wobbling steps as he tried to regain feelings in his big toes. He was clumsy to begin with, his legs long and skinny and his paws awkwardly big. Now walking was becoming quite the challenge. He sat down for a minute and wiggled his digits, hoping feeling would return soon.
Simon had been up with the sun, his teeth chattering from the place he had made his snowy den. It had all made very good sense at the time, the night before when he had dug himself a shallow den in the snow. He had decided to camp out near the borders to make sure no intruders came upon the land to take the Crimson Dreams kingdom by surprise. Unfortunately he had dozed off somewhere in the middle and woken up freezing. It wasn't the world's best feeling, but he was determined to make sure that the borders were secure. It hadn't entered his mind that other wolves besides himself and Jazper would be making sure that everyone was safe.
He smiled through chattering teeth as he emerged from the "den" which was little more than a mound of snow. He decided he'd patrol the length of the borders and then try to find something to eat. He should probably check in with Mati too, he decided. He didn't have any good stories to tell her today, but he was more in the mood to listen today. Perhaps she'd have some new stories to tell him.
The sandy colored puppy took long, wobbling steps as he tried to regain feelings in his big toes. He was clumsy to begin with, his legs long and skinny and his paws awkwardly big. Now walking was becoming quite the challenge. He sat down for a minute and wiggled his digits, hoping feeling would return soon.