May 23 2015, 08:34 PM
Help it, it asked. Please, it probably would have said. You're such a sucker, it likely thought.
Ah, but he was. Rohan's heart was already too big and he didn't even know everything about life yet. He had been born next to a bear who he considered his brother in a way, but hadn't seen Leon in a long time. Actually, he hadn't seen anyone in a long time. "Helloooo," he called out tiredly. He was stuck. Like, really stuck. He was wearing a bulky piece of metal or something, he wasn't sure really what it was, but he greatly misjudged the size it added to his torso. He had tried to leap through two logs, but ended up snugly fitting himself into the space between them. He had wedged himself and despite his best efforts, couldn't free himself.
He had a lot of time to sit and think—he didn't have a choice—and kept thinking about the likely mistake that got him into this situation. Why would he even help a stranger anyway? He had just been born! And he was going to find parts of things he didn't even understand. Rohan let out an exhale of air and rolled his eye, kicking his feet in a bored manner. They were dangling just above the soft ground, and even if he kicked his back feet up high enough to push against the log, his body wouldn't budge. He had tried that a lot in the beginning, but now he just sort of accepted his fate.
The sound of the nearby stream was comforting. It reminded him almost of his chrysalis. To pass time, he would close his eyes and remember the time a quiet humming lulled him in his pre-conscious sleep. The soft sounds of the trench helped, too. It was low so it muffled sound. The tall ferns had sort of buried him, so the shelter reminded him of the safety and security he felt before he was so rudely awakened. A soft smile began to curve his lips, but then he also remembered the good thing about that day. He got to meet Leon, and explore the sounds their mouths could make. He laughed quietly to himself, then returned to an empty look. Man, he was really lonely.
"Heehhh, ah," he began, then stopped. What was the point? He'd been calling out for a while now. He didn't really have a sense of time so he wasn't sure how much had actually passed. He continued to kick his feet slowly, then dropped his head and let it dangle, too. "Maaan," he groaned, flopped over in the most depressing, defeated state. "This blows."
Ah, but he was. Rohan's heart was already too big and he didn't even know everything about life yet. He had been born next to a bear who he considered his brother in a way, but hadn't seen Leon in a long time. Actually, he hadn't seen anyone in a long time. "Helloooo," he called out tiredly. He was stuck. Like, really stuck. He was wearing a bulky piece of metal or something, he wasn't sure really what it was, but he greatly misjudged the size it added to his torso. He had tried to leap through two logs, but ended up snugly fitting himself into the space between them. He had wedged himself and despite his best efforts, couldn't free himself.
He had a lot of time to sit and think—he didn't have a choice—and kept thinking about the likely mistake that got him into this situation. Why would he even help a stranger anyway? He had just been born! And he was going to find parts of things he didn't even understand. Rohan let out an exhale of air and rolled his eye, kicking his feet in a bored manner. They were dangling just above the soft ground, and even if he kicked his back feet up high enough to push against the log, his body wouldn't budge. He had tried that a lot in the beginning, but now he just sort of accepted his fate.
The sound of the nearby stream was comforting. It reminded him almost of his chrysalis. To pass time, he would close his eyes and remember the time a quiet humming lulled him in his pre-conscious sleep. The soft sounds of the trench helped, too. It was low so it muffled sound. The tall ferns had sort of buried him, so the shelter reminded him of the safety and security he felt before he was so rudely awakened. A soft smile began to curve his lips, but then he also remembered the good thing about that day. He got to meet Leon, and explore the sounds their mouths could make. He laughed quietly to himself, then returned to an empty look. Man, he was really lonely.
"Heehhh, ah," he began, then stopped. What was the point? He'd been calling out for a while now. He didn't really have a sense of time so he wasn't sure how much had actually passed. He continued to kick his feet slowly, then dropped his head and let it dangle, too. "Maaan," he groaned, flopped over in the most depressing, defeated state. "This blows."