07-09-2018, 08:56 PM
Bell slunk in to hide among the furthest parts of the crowd, curling his tail around his body and peering up at Beck as the apparition took his place on top of the statue. The sun pressed down on his dark fur, oppressive and unrelenting in its heat. This was his first meeting, but he couldn't wait for it to be over. There were too many people around him, pressing on his body and intensifying the unpleasant sensation. He had always had a cooler than average body temperature, so even the slightest rises were felt with excruciating intensity. That being said, he couldn't help but love the intimacy of other pelts brushing against his. It was almost like being petted, a taste of the affection he had been starved of as a child.
Bell licked his dry lips and listened patiently as Beck spoke. There was no mention of his name among the other newcomers, but that didn't bother him all that much. If anything, he was grateful for the lack of attention. He wouldn't know how to react if anyone had turned to welcome him. How was one supposed to react? A soft smile and an obligatory thanks, probably. The rookie shuffled his paws, turning his gaze to the ground.
[align=center]❤Bell licked his dry lips and listened patiently as Beck spoke. There was no mention of his name among the other newcomers, but that didn't bother him all that much. If anything, he was grateful for the lack of attention. He wouldn't know how to react if anyone had turned to welcome him. How was one supposed to react? A soft smile and an obligatory thanks, probably. The rookie shuffled his paws, turning his gaze to the ground.
everyone will make mistakes
without the sour the sweet wouldn't taste .
"sweet tangerine." — winged hound — sunhaven — tags