Post by sanctuary on Feb 19, 2009 21:51:04 GMT -5
Explain to me...
A gentle mist blanketed the soft ground as leafbare gradually faded into a warmer more welcomed newleaf. Soft gray clouds gathered over the camp and blocked out the sun that would bring back the soft warmth of earth that newleaf brings with it. Somewhere within the nursery walls that so heavily guarded their residents a kit stirred within its dreams. His alluring blue eyes blinked open and absorbed the world around him. A tiny pink mouth stretched wide as he yawned and tried to shake off the sleep that fought to succumb him back into its subtle grasp. Beside him a large lump of fur lay in a nest of soft moss. The sides of it gentle rose and then fell in a rhythm that he had so commonly experienced. A gossamer light filtered in through small cracks in the walls and in through the mouth of the den. It glistened upon his pelt and reflected off of his pristinely groomed whiskers. As perfect as he may appear, a disturbed mind lies behind those blue eyes, oblivious to others. Today, was like most other days, and on most other days he caused trouble. Now, even in the thin of the morning, his mind buzzed like a beehive. Constantly, shuffling about in the thought of what opportunity to cause chaos the day would grant him today.
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