05-03-2022, 02:10 PM
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the pup had been grateful for the shelter zjarr gave them all. the food and care he gave despite having no obligation to do so. the love he showed was something she felt back for him and she hardly remembered her parents. part of her wondered if the day he found her was a dream and she often just accepted that zjarr had always been her dad.
in her mind, he was always her dad and always would be. nothing would change that fact in her mind. she missed the place she grew up already as they had left it behind. she found the warmth of the forge was comforting. she wished she could go back and lay in the darkness.
what she would not have given to hear the sounds of zjarr working on the newest weapon. to hear her brothers goofing off while she stalked them in the flickering light. the games they played wouldn't be the same here in this swamp. she would have to adjust, but she knew it was for the best.
right?
she had to believe that after what happened to her brother. randall was hurt the most and she was worried for him. so, she was watchful of him while they traveled. then, her father spoke and she looked up to see them farther away from her than she expected. panicking a little, she would move forward a bit faster.
her small paws bringing her up next to her siblings and her eyes scanning the swamp before them. it looks icky. she muttered as she lifted a mud stained paw. head tilting and eyes flicking slightly. she was not happy about the mud, but she would adjust.
looking to her father and blinking. my feet hurt and its hot. she adds before her tail wags behind her. it was clear she was bored and wanted to play more so than her being unhappy. she was always playing, after all.
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LANYU — GERMAN SHEPHERD — FEMALE — 5 MONTHS — SINGLE — TANGLEWOOD
[div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: 0px; font-family: georgia; color: #5C5D67;"]she remembered the day they were rescued by zjarr as if it was only yesterday. the way the storm raged and the way the rain felt on her. she was so cold and scared, as any tiny pup would be. she knew her parents were not coming back, but she didn't understand why. she could hardly understand much back then.the pup had been grateful for the shelter zjarr gave them all. the food and care he gave despite having no obligation to do so. the love he showed was something she felt back for him and she hardly remembered her parents. part of her wondered if the day he found her was a dream and she often just accepted that zjarr had always been her dad.
in her mind, he was always her dad and always would be. nothing would change that fact in her mind. she missed the place she grew up already as they had left it behind. she found the warmth of the forge was comforting. she wished she could go back and lay in the darkness.
what she would not have given to hear the sounds of zjarr working on the newest weapon. to hear her brothers goofing off while she stalked them in the flickering light. the games they played wouldn't be the same here in this swamp. she would have to adjust, but she knew it was for the best.
right?
she had to believe that after what happened to her brother. randall was hurt the most and she was worried for him. so, she was watchful of him while they traveled. then, her father spoke and she looked up to see them farther away from her than she expected. panicking a little, she would move forward a bit faster.
her small paws bringing her up next to her siblings and her eyes scanning the swamp before them. it looks icky. she muttered as she lifted a mud stained paw. head tilting and eyes flicking slightly. she was not happy about the mud, but she would adjust.
looking to her father and blinking. my feet hurt and its hot. she adds before her tail wags behind her. it was clear she was bored and wanted to play more so than her being unhappy. she was always playing, after all.
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