Jun 30 2015, 07:14 PM
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The pup found himself lying on his back on the dusty cave floor of a very different room than he was used to.
That wasn't a bad thing, of course. He lay there with his mouth open and pink tongue lolling out contentedly, tail swaying left and right gently. He knew the dust and dirt would make his coat filthy, but he could clean it later. For now, he watched the ceiling, mesmerized by the glinting white crystals.
He liked it here. It was quiet and didn't smell as awful as home did. There were no bones in sight - no, the bones seem to have been replaced by shining white rocks in this room, and he was told bones were the best thing. He could still appreicate this room, though.
Bones rolled onto his side, stretching his stubby legs contentedly, before he stood again. He shook his fur out and quickly groomed himself before he continued to trot forward. He liked walking, because whenever he walked, he'd find new things. New things were good, he had decided.
He had already found some new things in this room! Like the lights above, different from lights in Canis, which came from orbs of light that sometimes flickered off. Strange rocks someone could take shelter in, but he believed that was called a 'den.'They were different too, they had rectangles carved into them that you could stick your head in. And... hm. This thing.
He didn't know what it was, so he just stared at it. It was another den-like thing, only there was not much above it. There walls, the back one much higher than the other two, and a strange little elevated platform in the centre.
He had decided not to touch what he didn't know, and so he just sat there, staring at the throne.
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The pup found himself lying on his back on the dusty cave floor of a very different room than he was used to.
That wasn't a bad thing, of course. He lay there with his mouth open and pink tongue lolling out contentedly, tail swaying left and right gently. He knew the dust and dirt would make his coat filthy, but he could clean it later. For now, he watched the ceiling, mesmerized by the glinting white crystals.
He liked it here. It was quiet and didn't smell as awful as home did. There were no bones in sight - no, the bones seem to have been replaced by shining white rocks in this room, and he was told bones were the best thing. He could still appreicate this room, though.
Bones rolled onto his side, stretching his stubby legs contentedly, before he stood again. He shook his fur out and quickly groomed himself before he continued to trot forward. He liked walking, because whenever he walked, he'd find new things. New things were good, he had decided.
He had already found some new things in this room! Like the lights above, different from lights in Canis, which came from orbs of light that sometimes flickered off. Strange rocks someone could take shelter in, but he believed that was called a 'den.'They were different too, they had rectangles carved into them that you could stick your head in. And... hm. This thing.
He didn't know what it was, so he just stared at it. It was another den-like thing, only there was not much above it. There walls, the back one much higher than the other two, and a strange little elevated platform in the centre.
He had decided not to touch what he didn't know, and so he just sat there, staring at the throne.