Post by Seele Studio on Jun 22, 2012 19:00:27 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=height,800,true][atrb=float,left,true][cs=2][atrb=style, background:url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/172/e/e/verdelet_table_by_shadowsangel112-d54ava8.png);] It felt like forever that the brute had been in a daze. The seasons changing without a care, barley clinging to the thing called life. He had became lethargic and unwilling ever since his family had been killed, but some how life held to him like a disease. At some point he realized that he was eating again, living again. The memories of his dead family fading away and only the raw feelings were left. His old self, the one that had lived and thrived before was surfacing, like a schizophrenic personalty taking over as the other one died. He felt more sure of himself, but also more greedy. He wanted to know what he was capable of now, what he could show to the ones around him. So he regained his strength, filling his days with work, still only aware of a few select things. Like the way this land nourished him, and the lack of anyone else around. Even the lack of a stallion's scent. It all made Ver confident to claim this land as his own, and he loudly stated so. Though he doubted anyone was around to hear it. (hope this is okay, I saw the land was open and wanted to try for it) |
