Post by Violet Flower on Jan 22, 2009 16:21:47 GMT -5
A shiver crawled across Venothaya's spine, making his black fur stand on end. He had similar feelings about winter as he did about humans- the world would be a better place without them. Though, he credited, nothing would be reborn without the full cycle. The earth needs everything on this land... even humans, he digressed bitterly.
He had been wandering around the frozen marsh grounds all day; he had left the camp quietly by the light of early afternoon because he couldn't sleep and had been out here on the icy, bumpy grounds of the swamp every since. He rather liked it over on the other side of the lake, but in the winter it was much colder than the forest, with nothing to shelter him from the wind but the sides of the Valley itself.
Venothaya practically jumped out of his skin as the rustle of footsteps interrupted his solitary walk. In his fright, he vaguely noticed the sun had almost set over the Valley's tops, darkening the land that sat in it's dip.
He had been wandering around the frozen marsh grounds all day; he had left the camp quietly by the light of early afternoon because he couldn't sleep and had been out here on the icy, bumpy grounds of the swamp every since. He rather liked it over on the other side of the lake, but in the winter it was much colder than the forest, with nothing to shelter him from the wind but the sides of the Valley itself.
Venothaya practically jumped out of his skin as the rustle of footsteps interrupted his solitary walk. In his fright, he vaguely noticed the sun had almost set over the Valley's tops, darkening the land that sat in it's dip.
