Random Event: You smell something undeniably sweet wafting through the trees, you can't quite place what it is but it reminds you of being a pup at home. How nostalgic!
For @Oksana!
For @Oksana!
Night was fading, the sun's light reaching farther than it's circular form to begin its work banishing the dark before it had even risen into view. Chan was starting to tire, his internal clock telling his body that it was time to seek shelter and rest. The problem was, he was never comfortable taking long stretches of rest, not with the responsibility on his shoulders. He'd push on a bit longer, take a power nap, and then power through another stretch under the day's yellow beams.
It left him accessible to those that needed him. He walked the lake's shore, their cove visible over a stretch of water. It was a beautiful sight as the deep purple of the night gave way to burning magenta, tinting the glittering surface as it did the clouds above. A view he'd seen over and over again, but still beautiful in every right. It was then while he was enjoying the display that a scent struck recognition within his brain, sweet and tantalizing; it immediately sent him back to puphood, to a time long in the past and therefor unreachable.
And still he could not place it.
(This post was last modified: Jan 10, 2024, 02:34 AM by Magg.)