07-29-2018, 05:18 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]'Don't forget your place or you'll end up like Mommy..' The child remembered those words and he remembered why his mother had spoke them to him before they dragged her away. Where they had taken her he didn't know but he understood it was because Mommy had forgotten her place and they were going to make her remember it. This was but a distant memory now at least for a kid his age but it wasn't going to be something he forgot any time soon. He was afraid that because he ran away that they would get him again, and make sure that he didn't go back outside. But he would never, never forget his place and where he stood on the pecking order. The ideology had been beaten into him too many times for him to forget that. So whomever he saw first he would throw himself at their feet as was necessary of him. At first glance of the child it was obvious that he was strange and very much different to the typical 'normal' standards. Black fur was the first noticeable thing but what seemed to stream across his body and weave through his black body was not. Little and thick streams of lava that seemed to move like pulsing veins across his form were visible because of the light and heat they gave off. There were even some that seemed to cluster around his muzzle before draining down the sides of his face and down to his throat. His tail seemed to drip with lava that cooled upon impact of the ground instantly.
His little body was heavily exhausted and he inclined his head that was adorn with the horns of a ram, slowly beginning that curl though the black adornments were not as impressive yet as most others would be. His glowing solidly bright orange eyes roamed over the area and he waddled his way over to a plant, eyes never having seen something so green before and his first determination was that it was food and so he chomped it. But the moment it burned up in his jaws he spat it out the rest a burning remnant that didn't seem to bother him since he was too preoccupied with the taste. It was disgusting! His heated glowing orange tongue swiped at his muzzle as he attempted to get he taste out of his mouth and his stomach grumbled loudly. He'd never hurt like this in his tum tum before and a whine left his throat as he moved forward just a little bit more, pawsteps leaving burning indentations upon the ground. Was there any one even around here. His nose twitched before he sat down with a soft huff and then laid on his side, burning the ground to a heated burning of sand and rock as he just laid there for a moment. Hardly visible around his neck was a pure diamond collar, indented with a square like pattern. It was a symbol of how low he was on the totem pole but that hardly mattered to the pup. What mattered was getting some food and he stretched out his body, reaching with thick and dark black claws for nothing in particular, not wanting to start a tantrum.
His little body was heavily exhausted and he inclined his head that was adorn with the horns of a ram, slowly beginning that curl though the black adornments were not as impressive yet as most others would be. His glowing solidly bright orange eyes roamed over the area and he waddled his way over to a plant, eyes never having seen something so green before and his first determination was that it was food and so he chomped it. But the moment it burned up in his jaws he spat it out the rest a burning remnant that didn't seem to bother him since he was too preoccupied with the taste. It was disgusting! His heated glowing orange tongue swiped at his muzzle as he attempted to get he taste out of his mouth and his stomach grumbled loudly. He'd never hurt like this in his tum tum before and a whine left his throat as he moved forward just a little bit more, pawsteps leaving burning indentations upon the ground. Was there any one even around here. His nose twitched before he sat down with a soft huff and then laid on his side, burning the ground to a heated burning of sand and rock as he just laid there for a moment. Hardly visible around his neck was a pure diamond collar, indented with a square like pattern. It was a symbol of how low he was on the totem pole but that hardly mattered to the pup. What mattered was getting some food and he stretched out his body, reaching with thick and dark black claws for nothing in particular, not wanting to start a tantrum.