11-07-2018, 02:49 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; height: auto; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; color: grey; letter-spacing: -1px;"][div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]Today there seemed to be a lack of spark, a lack of energy that always seemed to be running around and though usually there was a commotion going on there was nothing but silence. Today seemed rather somber and the child at first had remained in her small shack, a place she had built for herself with a lot of effort but she had been informed that she had to move soon because of her new job. It didn’t upset her or anything but today just seemed different as if there was a change that she had not yet understood. Even as small as she was and as hyperactive she was extremely sensitive to emotions and right now she was staring at her own reflection in a small bowl of water she had been taking to Junji for some reason. There had been one until she had seen her face.
One paw lifted up to light trace around her muzzle, the scar tissue ragged against her gums. The attack was foggy in her mind but she remembered the pain and the fear. The thought that she was dying and at one point she actually had died for a little over two minutes. Her gaze traced over gum and teeth that were more exposed than they should have been. Drool slipping between tooth and down her jaw before she wiped it away. She was ugly. She knew that and it bothered her to a degree but she never allowed for that to show on the outside. She wanted to look normal but with much of her muzzle torn away and a scar that ran down her face, those on her body how could she look normal to anyone. Her tongue flicked out and she licked across the old wound before just sighing and sudden with a shar movement she sent the water flying away from her.
One paw lifted up to light trace around her muzzle, the scar tissue ragged against her gums. The attack was foggy in her mind but she remembered the pain and the fear. The thought that she was dying and at one point she actually had died for a little over two minutes. Her gaze traced over gum and teeth that were more exposed than they should have been. Drool slipping between tooth and down her jaw before she wiped it away. She was ugly. She knew that and it bothered her to a degree but she never allowed for that to show on the outside. She wanted to look normal but with much of her muzzle torn away and a scar that ran down her face, those on her body how could she look normal to anyone. Her tongue flicked out and she licked across the old wound before just sighing and sudden with a shar movement she sent the water flying away from her.