`you call me a stranger

[`brielle ♥]

Brielle

So you see, this world doesn't matter to me

The cold winter caused the inhalation that I exhaled to turn into frost with my every breath. Shivers ran from the top of my spine to the tip of my tail as I panted, my tongue lolling out my my mouth, trying to generate heat. But to only fail. Fall was ending, thus bringing in the freezing 30 degree temperatures of Winter.

"My favorite season."

The words echoed form my mind. Knowing all too well of the bitter sarcasm used during this time of year. For me, I hated this season because I came in heat. And unlike most dogs, which come in heat during the spring, I got my time during the Winter. Joy. Fact of the matter, since I was pretty much the only one smelling like this, it drew more attention. Which is just what I needed. The steady sound of my breathing could be heard as I walked forward, slowing down my pace to a fast walk. The sound of my paws hitting the ice cold ground woke me up from my dreaming, or at least kept me from drifting off too far in my thoughts. It seemed like a dream to me. Only yesterday I was in my nice den with her. She was mine, only yesterday. But that, I guess is why, they call it the past. Because you can't say today if your talking about yesterday. And I only wished I could go back to only yesterday. Smelling her warm puppy scent and feeling her soft fur. I wanted it all back. I wanted it all back! And I would trade anything to fix my mistakes... all of them. All starting with him. I couldn't say him name with out an edge to my tone. Why did he deserve anything better then how he abused me? How!? Maybe if he had an answer to that question he wouldn't have ran away.

I shivered, the cold winter frost really hated me. In fact I'm pretty sure it wanted me to die right here. Food was scarce, so it was no time you couldn't hear my stomach rumble. Eyes searched for any sign of life while I took in a deep breath.

I'll give up all I had just to breathe

WORDS; [372.]
MUSE; [Crappp.]
LISTENING TO; [My family talking.]
CHARACTER; [Brielle.]
FOR; [Anyone!]
COMMENTS; [Eh.]

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&APPARATUS;

Paws dragged against the dismal floor. Head hung down, shoulders slumped. Everything was so blank. Rat's mind just seemed to be turmoil. Rather, so blank it created the turmoil.

Her head snapped up at the site of the other body close by. Dilated eyes stared and her mind was wiped clean again, uncertain of how to react. Without any guidance, without any commands, she didn't want to approach this common creature. Rat stood, stiff. If she as much as yelped and whistled to the other she thought she'd be struck. Punished.

So, the manned wolf remained, a good amount of strides away. Spoke if spoken to, she concluded. Then Rat could have an excuse.

She was provoked.