Post by Clown on Jul 15, 2009 12:29:12 GMT -5
D 0 u K e
Soft gray paws placed themselves down on ashes that have yet to blow away, burned and broken trees lay scattered around the 'small' gray figure. From his path down his mountain range to the one he stood upon now, Douke's mind was in a troubled spot. He had left his old home in search of a flat land yet his paws had lead him to a place so similar to where he had started. Had Douke gone in a complete circle?
"I hope not..." He muttered out in a small whimper, his body pushing forward, the death of this once lush forest adding onto his already great depression. He was overly confused as to where he had been lead or what time of day it was, from the looks of how the shadows were placed it was sunrise, but Douke could not be sure until he knew his placing.
Continuing onwards until he was sure the waist land was behind him, Douke took a glance down at this soot covered paws and he gave out a small growl, just another thing to add to his list of things that have pusing his anger further.
Never Judge A Wolf By Their Name