pawprints:
Post by Atalita on Jul 28, 2016 11:16:31 GMT -6
Acidrose
The morning was young. I had risen from my slumber before everyone else had (or so I had thought) and decided to get a little artistic. So, after hunting around the forest for a little bit, I came across a petrified rosewood log and immediately began to carve.
Using my talons and saliva, I began to carve lines, circles, and irregular lines. I was going to make a carved wooden box. For whom? I thought of giving it to Huskyspark out of appreciation. Or mayyyybe I could get someone to give it to Leaping Treespirit just 'cuz, or I could always leave it for him to find later.
Soon, I had a small rectangle that was about six inches by three inches. This was to be the lid. I sort of scooped it out with my right talon and allowed it to clatter to the forest floor. I then floated lazily a little to my right ad began carving a new square of the same size.
I was starting to feel the negative effects of using my acid laced spit and talons. I was beginning to feel a little on the drowsy side and I found it hard to keep my balance. With what little energy I had left, I finished that main part of the box and freed it from the log. After hollowing it out, I dropped out of the air and hit the forest floor on my side in an effort to keep my talons from touching the ground and liquifying it.
A familiar scent wafted by and I inwardly cringed. Oh great, the last male wolf that I wanted to see was nearby. I didn't want him to see me like this! All I could do was lay low and hope that he didn't find me. Please don't see me, please don't see me...
Earth Hearted
The morning was young. I had risen from my slumber before everyone else had (or so I had thought) and decided to get a little artistic. So, after hunting around the forest for a little bit, I came across a petrified rosewood log and immediately began to carve.
Using my talons and saliva, I began to carve lines, circles, and irregular lines. I was going to make a carved wooden box. For whom? I thought of giving it to Huskyspark out of appreciation. Or mayyyybe I could get someone to give it to Leaping Treespirit just 'cuz, or I could always leave it for him to find later.
Soon, I had a small rectangle that was about six inches by three inches. This was to be the lid. I sort of scooped it out with my right talon and allowed it to clatter to the forest floor. I then floated lazily a little to my right ad began carving a new square of the same size.
I was starting to feel the negative effects of using my acid laced spit and talons. I was beginning to feel a little on the drowsy side and I found it hard to keep my balance. With what little energy I had left, I finished that main part of the box and freed it from the log. After hollowing it out, I dropped out of the air and hit the forest floor on my side in an effort to keep my talons from touching the ground and liquifying it.
A familiar scent wafted by and I inwardly cringed. Oh great, the last male wolf that I wanted to see was nearby. I didn't want him to see me like this! All I could do was lay low and hope that he didn't find me. Please don't see me, please don't see me...
Earth Hearted
