Post by hugo on Jan 17, 2012 18:16:19 GMT -5
alright, that's it, i've had enough...
The night was dark and silent, the only sound was that of the chirping crickets. A full moon was completely hidden by jealous clouds, rushing to hog the spotlight. Even so, it was a beautiful and relaxing night. Sp why was it that Hugo traveled to such a desolate place as Heart Swamp? It was a night for relaxation but here it was hot and humid, nothing relaxing about it at all.
Yawning, a large bi-colored shepherd mix lowered himself slowly into the mucky waters. The dark mud latched onto his fur like a starving leach, slowly covering his freshly obtained wounds in a seal of protection. Ahh.. much better. his low, slightly rough, voice rang out as he closed his eyes. Soaking in the warm muddy water he made more pleasurable sounds; Mmmmm... Now this is the life. A smile crept across his face as he allowed himself to enjoy the rather disgusting mud as it covered the various scratch marks on his side and legs. Although much more dangerous, this was similar to what he'd do after his master hurt him - roll around in the mud so his wounds wouldn't get infected from the lack of care his master presented to him.
It made him sad to think about his master, he missed him so much. Tears began to collect at the corners of his eyes as he thought back to all the times his master graced him with his presence. Just imagining his face made him happier than he's been in a long time. He didn't care how hopeless it seemed, or how much anyone laughed at his foolishness, he was going to find his master if it was the last thing he did. Master.. If you can hear me.. I promise I'll make you proud! Opening his eyes slowly, the tears rolled down his cheeks as he stared blankly into the swamp.
Without his master this world just seemed sooo.. empty. Frowning he stood up, slowly returning to the safety of the shore (not like they were much better). Brown eyes scanned the horizon, watching the reflection of the moon become distorted as the water rippled. Uninterested in the possible danger he stretched his legs and let out another yawn.
it's nauseating and i'm sick of waiting
