- ;;confessions of a broken heart., all welcome.

[Galden]

» outofcharacter Wow...it's been a while since I've made a thread..o_o » backincharacter Nothing seemed more fun to a puppy than endless rolling hills of green. One could run forever in the tall grasses, playing hide and seek, or perhaps searching for a juicy bird or insect to feast apon. At least... that was Galden's peragative. He was a pup for fun, for adventure, for excitement. And there was a place none better than here to grant all his wishes. Like a young snow hare bounding through the grasses was Galden, each bounce of his paws sending him flying into the air as if attempting to fly. His pink tounge lolled from the side of his jaws as he did so, the force of his speed sending it back against his cheek. In a full sprint now, he galloped like mad through the tall tendrils of grass, tiny paws gripping the ground and pushing forward, gripping the ground and pushing forward. This constant motion seemed so easy for the puppy, and he took full advantage of it. For a few minutes Galden circled aimlessly, slowing his pace to a lope as he admired the beauty of the meadow, the sweet smell of salt filling his black nostrils. It was amazing, to say the least. Galden hadn't ever seen anything like it. Beats the smell of sweat and blood, oil and gas, if you asked Galden. But he had no intention of thinking of his cruel and unforgiving past. 'Twas time for fun! Then, he saw it. It was a small orange butterfly that had perched atop a long blade of grass, causing it to tip slightly from the weight. Galden had stopped on a dime at the site, twitching his nostrils and lowering himself in the grass. Placing one paw ever so carefully in front of the other, he crept forward. The winged creature quickly noticed his presence, and fluttered away, leaving the discouraged pup to find yet another "thing" to stalk.

[Angeni]

::.::Out.Of.Character::Get.In.The.Deep.Freeze::.:: I'm going to reply! (even though no one else seemed to) ::.::In.Character::So.All.Dreams.Can.Be.Frozen::.:: Nothing filled Ageni's heart with more joy than to watch something so young on such a glorious day. Watching the pup and the meadow seemed to flow together like words to a song. Such an easy breeze made the tall grass move sideways in an up and down motion, which made it seem like a green ocean. Most creatures Ageni's age would go into a statment like "In my day..." or "When I was young and reckless..." Ageni, however, didn't exactly feel any urge to go into that statement, or at she told herself she wouldn't. Doing a steriotypical thing like that would remind herself of her "crazy" relatives of her own puppyhood. Watching the pup run to freely did, in fact, make her think of the days in which she lived with her family. Under the shade of a lone tree, Ageni laid. She and the tree was on a risen part of the meadow, much like a hill, so that she was able to have a clear look of where the pup was, by watching the grass move where the pup was. She was easily able to doze off, which she did, dreaming of her own past. A butterfly did land on her nose. After sneezing and scaring the butterfly away, she snapped back into reality.