02-24-2020, 07:05 PM
the hummed melody of an unknown song made itself known as Abe picked his way through the neutral grounds, occasionally stalling for a moment to remember how the tune went. It was sweet, an odd contrast to the animal it came from, and high, a little too high for his range. Was it a lullaby or just a jaunty little tune? who knew. oh, was he singing now? it seemed so. His voice seemed more of a throaty baritone than a tenor or alto but he was pushing through. "sometimes I think about all the ones that we've replaced."
To any observer, he kept going for a while. He was aimless, not seeming to have any direction or drive to his journey. He just wanted to keep moving. "so, maybe this is what it takes to realise. I am grateful just that I have been alive." It was nice, being able to keep on going, comforting familiarity to someone who had been wandering for most of his life. It wasn't permanent, the wandering, and he knew that he'd eventually need to return to the clan but he was enjoying it for now. There were so many people that he'd never met before, adults, teens, cubs, and it was just, all too much for him at once. He couldn't focus with so many people to think about and remember. Too much possibility for something to happen if he continued to remember them.
The older coyote would eventually come to a stop at a small pond, crouching down to take a long drink. Clean, fresh, no hint of silt or mud, pretty good. Lowering himself down even more to sit, Abe would stare across the small body of water. His wife would have liked this. She liked to stop at watering holes and swim or even just sit on the shore, despite Abe trying to urge her to keep going. He gave in too easy but he wanted her to have whatever she wanted, especially towards the end of their journey. Feeling a little too melancholy, He would move to get up and turn around but startle at the presence of somebody. "I.. Hey. Who're you?"
To any observer, he kept going for a while. He was aimless, not seeming to have any direction or drive to his journey. He just wanted to keep moving. "so, maybe this is what it takes to realise. I am grateful just that I have been alive." It was nice, being able to keep on going, comforting familiarity to someone who had been wandering for most of his life. It wasn't permanent, the wandering, and he knew that he'd eventually need to return to the clan but he was enjoying it for now. There were so many people that he'd never met before, adults, teens, cubs, and it was just, all too much for him at once. He couldn't focus with so many people to think about and remember. Too much possibility for something to happen if he continued to remember them.
The older coyote would eventually come to a stop at a small pond, crouching down to take a long drink. Clean, fresh, no hint of silt or mud, pretty good. Lowering himself down even more to sit, Abe would stare across the small body of water. His wife would have liked this. She liked to stop at watering holes and swim or even just sit on the shore, despite Abe trying to urge her to keep going. He gave in too easy but he wanted her to have whatever she wanted, especially towards the end of their journey. Feeling a little too melancholy, He would move to get up and turn around but startle at the presence of somebody. "I.. Hey. Who're you?"
I COULD GO OFF THE DEEP END !
coyote ★ six years old ★ tangle ★ tags ★ plotting ★