He. Was. Bored! All the adults seemed to be so terribly busy with all sorts of unimportant, adult things, and not interested in playing with him. Dad was off somewhere, doing more of these things, too far away for pups to come. Everything interesting was too far away for the pups. For a while Gale had been sulking about this abandonment, but that was terribly boring too, and he’d soon grown tired of it as well. Then he’d gone looking for his siblings, hoping to entertain himself with a quick brawl, but he hadn’t been able to find them, and quickly quit the search; That wasn’t fun either. Now he lay by the pond, staring at the reflection of the cloudy sky in the still water. There was little life in the water today, and even when he pushed rocks in to stir it, the slow ripples were all he achieved. He briefly considered jumping in himself, but gave up on the thought, not interested in soaking his fur with the chilly breeze flowing steadily. The cold was a new thing, but terribly uninteresting, just like everything else. But there had to be something to entertain him around here, somewhere. Word Count: 200 "Speech" |
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