Post by Shadow on Sept 4, 2008 15:00:49 GMT -5
The rain fell softly from the overcast sky on Koden's pelt as he stopped, paws just hitting the sand. He had never seen so much water in his entire life! He didn't know there was so much water in the entire world, let alone all in one, salty smelling place.
He was on a beach by the ocean. He had been traveling for days on the streets, and his soft pads, which weren't used to extensive travel, were scraped raw and bleeding. Taking a deep breath, he held his head high with an emotionless gaze as he watched the waves crash over the sand. The husky felt peaceful, for the first time in weeks.
Koden was a husky, but he didn't look like one. His pelt looked exactly like a wolf's, as his breed was Tamaskan Husky, a type of husky bred specifically for their wolf appearances. His long white legs and stomach were stained with dirt, and his grey pelt was flecked with brown hairs.
Unfortunately for him, everyone thought he was a wolf. Which led to some encounters that didn't leave him in the best of shape afterwards. There was dried blood clinging to his left shoulder and in various places all over his body, and an open wound slowly seeped more into his pelt around his shoulder. When he began to walk forward again, he did so with a slight limp.
But this was the place he was searching for. The scents told him there was a pack somewhere close, or at least a few dogs. He wanted to join them to avoid more fights like the one that left him in this condition. However, he didn't want to trespass on another's territory, so he lifted his muzzle and let out several short, deep barks. He was calling for another dog to come greet him.
((Not the best post, sorry...))
He was on a beach by the ocean. He had been traveling for days on the streets, and his soft pads, which weren't used to extensive travel, were scraped raw and bleeding. Taking a deep breath, he held his head high with an emotionless gaze as he watched the waves crash over the sand. The husky felt peaceful, for the first time in weeks.
Koden was a husky, but he didn't look like one. His pelt looked exactly like a wolf's, as his breed was Tamaskan Husky, a type of husky bred specifically for their wolf appearances. His long white legs and stomach were stained with dirt, and his grey pelt was flecked with brown hairs.
Unfortunately for him, everyone thought he was a wolf. Which led to some encounters that didn't leave him in the best of shape afterwards. There was dried blood clinging to his left shoulder and in various places all over his body, and an open wound slowly seeped more into his pelt around his shoulder. When he began to walk forward again, he did so with a slight limp.
But this was the place he was searching for. The scents told him there was a pack somewhere close, or at least a few dogs. He wanted to join them to avoid more fights like the one that left him in this condition. However, he didn't want to trespass on another's territory, so he lifted his muzzle and let out several short, deep barks. He was calling for another dog to come greet him.
((Not the best post, sorry...))