Post by kooky on Sept 12, 2005 14:58:01 GMT -6
Thick gray lashes drooped down to block out the brilliant sun, protecting sensitive eyes from the angry glow of day; Quote winced slightly as he turned his head away, trying to shade himself from the damaging rays. He scuttled back until he was curled up beneath a lofty tree, his eyes slowly rising again once it was safe for his delicate vision.
His mixture of black and red fur has faded into a grayish pink combination, not at all attractive for any wolf, but his fur had the terrible habit of shedding way too early; he’d have a newer, thicker coat in a few weeks, long before the chilling grips of winter hit.
Quote felt relieved that his eyes were no longer aching, so he was able to watch any other wolves that happened by, his heart hoping that no one returned his curious stares; he had a new found phobia of being looked at, mainly because of his sudden self-conscious stage.
His mixture of black and red fur has faded into a grayish pink combination, not at all attractive for any wolf, but his fur had the terrible habit of shedding way too early; he’d have a newer, thicker coat in a few weeks, long before the chilling grips of winter hit.
Quote felt relieved that his eyes were no longer aching, so he was able to watch any other wolves that happened by, his heart hoping that no one returned his curious stares; he had a new found phobia of being looked at, mainly because of his sudden self-conscious stage.