05-20-2018, 12:18 AM
There was a small clunk at her door, followed by another. Then another. Ivan was using the edge of his skull to knock, his form depressed like a beaten puppy and his nose pointed down.
He had gained weight since joining, at least. He would occasionally eat a smaller alligator, but that was the bulk of what he did for hunting. The rest he took from the pile. He was so used to being cared for my Anakin that the notion of hunting for other was lost to him. Zimavich rested his head against her home, waiting for her to open the door.
He liked Amunet. He felt he could trust her and she was wary of him.
He still smelled and his fur looked terrible though. He wasn’t meant for this climate. He was panting and the only comfort he found was wading in the swamp waters, where the moss and algae had turned his fur green. He smelled like fish and there were new scars from where the alligators had bit his legs- one of which, was fresh and slowly bleeding.
He made a guttural sound in his throat, and wondered if she was even home.
He had gained weight since joining, at least. He would occasionally eat a smaller alligator, but that was the bulk of what he did for hunting. The rest he took from the pile. He was so used to being cared for my Anakin that the notion of hunting for other was lost to him. Zimavich rested his head against her home, waiting for her to open the door.
He liked Amunet. He felt he could trust her and she was wary of him.
He still smelled and his fur looked terrible though. He wasn’t meant for this climate. He was panting and the only comfort he found was wading in the swamp waters, where the moss and algae had turned his fur green. He smelled like fish and there were new scars from where the alligators had bit his legs- one of which, was fresh and slowly bleeding.
He made a guttural sound in his throat, and wondered if she was even home.