That cloud looks like a Fluffy Bunny! (Private)
Mar 18, 2015 12:36:08 GMT -5
Post by SagaWolf on Mar 18, 2015 12:36:08 GMT -5
Paper-Wings-Ranch - Odette
It wasn’t a particularly cloudy day, in fact it had been sunny most of the early hours, with the fluffy clouds moving in sometime after the sun had passed it’s highest point. They were light, fluffy and white, carrying no chance of rain but bringing with them a bit of a cold, harsh wind. Daemyn didn’t mind that too much. He was still layered with his fluffy winter coat, although it was beginning to itch and clumps of it fell off more often than not.
He‘d found a small hill some fair distance from the main herd, a spot where he felt isolated and therefore secure. He was… having trouble socializing after the clash between Olde and Bachelors, his defeat having left him feeling horribly useless, a waste of air and space. He was convinced everyone around him felt the same way, that they truly saw him for the fool he was, thinking he could ever be of any help. So he sought solitude and found himself staring longingly at the clouds drifting by.
He tilted his head and frowned darkly, reaching out with his new-found Gift to nudge a small cloud, watching as it drifted past the others, just a little faster. He snorted and pinned his ear back. Hrmph! Controlling the clouds. What good would that do? Would the Bachelors laugh themselves to death as bunnies hopped across the skies?! He smiled bitterly as the small cloud morphed, slowly, taking on a shape that… if you squinted right… kind of looked like a bunny.
Great! He couldn’t even make convincing shapes.
It wasn’t a particularly cloudy day, in fact it had been sunny most of the early hours, with the fluffy clouds moving in sometime after the sun had passed it’s highest point. They were light, fluffy and white, carrying no chance of rain but bringing with them a bit of a cold, harsh wind. Daemyn didn’t mind that too much. He was still layered with his fluffy winter coat, although it was beginning to itch and clumps of it fell off more often than not.
He‘d found a small hill some fair distance from the main herd, a spot where he felt isolated and therefore secure. He was… having trouble socializing after the clash between Olde and Bachelors, his defeat having left him feeling horribly useless, a waste of air and space. He was convinced everyone around him felt the same way, that they truly saw him for the fool he was, thinking he could ever be of any help. So he sought solitude and found himself staring longingly at the clouds drifting by.
He tilted his head and frowned darkly, reaching out with his new-found Gift to nudge a small cloud, watching as it drifted past the others, just a little faster. He snorted and pinned his ear back. Hrmph! Controlling the clouds. What good would that do? Would the Bachelors laugh themselves to death as bunnies hopped across the skies?! He smiled bitterly as the small cloud morphed, slowly, taking on a shape that… if you squinted right… kind of looked like a bunny.
Great! He couldn’t even make convincing shapes.
