March 13, 2015, 10:14 AM
The yearling felt a positive vibe and then realized a passion that had been burning within, to travel. To see, to explore and to gain streetwise knowledge of the world. It was good to have a home, a sanctuary to retreat. There was something very daunting about setting that first journey but regardless, she was happy to have left home and nowadays; find a new place.
It was the same way that she could not explain what The Bay really was, he had to see and discover on his own (or one day, with her). For the moment she could not answer his thirst for exploration and what the Bay truly was had to be painted by his own, vivid imagination.
"Patoo.." Pektra replied, having guessed that this pack would be named after a potatoe. At least, that is how it sounded to her ears."Yes, oh yes." The yearling said excited when he talked about exploration, she felt that same spark within her heart. "I love to explore." She admitted, then added. "What's your hobby?"
When he stepped forward, Spectra stood as close to the edge (on the safe side) as possible; she wanted to encourage his dreams but didn't enjoy the thought of him running off into the unknown. "One day." Spectra said, giving not a no but rather a; until later. However, as she said those words, Spectra lowered her head down to the ground. She placed her nose close to his, and if he would see and understand; it was almost as if she made a promise now. That is, if he would accept by instinct.
It was the same way that she could not explain what The Bay really was, he had to see and discover on his own (or one day, with her). For the moment she could not answer his thirst for exploration and what the Bay truly was had to be painted by his own, vivid imagination.
"Patoo.." Pektra replied, having guessed that this pack would be named after a potatoe. At least, that is how it sounded to her ears."Yes, oh yes." The yearling said excited when he talked about exploration, she felt that same spark within her heart. "I love to explore." She admitted, then added. "What's your hobby?"
When he stepped forward, Spectra stood as close to the edge (on the safe side) as possible; she wanted to encourage his dreams but didn't enjoy the thought of him running off into the unknown. "One day." Spectra said, giving not a no but rather a; until later. However, as she said those words, Spectra lowered her head down to the ground. She placed her nose close to his, and if he would see and understand; it was almost as if she made a promise now. That is, if he would accept by instinct.
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What's good for you. - by Constantine - March 11, 2015, 12:57 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Spectra - March 11, 2015, 01:07 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Constantine - March 11, 2015, 01:27 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Spectra - March 11, 2015, 02:28 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Constantine - March 11, 2015, 03:03 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Spectra - March 12, 2015, 01:46 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Constantine - March 12, 2015, 05:28 PM
RE: What's good for you. - by Spectra - March 13, 2015, 10:14 AM
RE: What's good for you. - by Constantine - March 16, 2015, 02:46 PM