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05-05-2013, 03:47 AM
 CasimirA heart knew came into being, and it leapt with all it's might. It's master, a whiting draft, leapt with the beat of his heart, and it took him out of his new home where his family was stationed to live. He was more than just happy, finally being apart with them. And though the images of his lifeless mother laying before him still hid in the back of his mind, it did not mean that he still couldn't go out and enjoy the day. It was scary to see something like, and even more scary to see that it was himself that helped kill his mother, but he knew that the image spawned from where was not correct. He almost thought he was going crazy, but he wasn't. He knew that the creature was real, and he would have to go looking for it, and sometime soon. He continued on. The day was giving raise to a cool breeze, and it lapped at his long multicolored hair and feathering. Forelock swirled into his icy blind eyes, and he tried to move it out of the way. While he was distracted, a small branch was there, and he ended up poking himself with it. It dug a little into his skin, enough to make him exert a noise, but he didn't know if he had hurt himself. With a sudden look up, he saw the outlining of another. He couldn't tell the gender, but from what he could get, was that they were of a darker coloring. He decided to call out, wondering if he might make a friend today. "Hello, is someone there perhaps?" |
