Post by Deleted on Jun 26, 2014 19:24:12 GMT -5
The home that his owner had was no longer open to him. Since she claimed to be living alone to the people who owned the apartment. Her stuff was cleared out and given to a different person. He had gone there in human form so he wouldn't drawn attention but.....he couldn't get the door opened and after hiding, he saw the new owner enter it. A couple. So disheartened, all he could do was walk around the city. Though he grew sick and tired of being in that form and after getting to a place where no one was ate, he turned back into his hellhound form. The red and purple pup went into one of the broken down buildings. He had a few clothes with him earlier in the day and stashed them here, so going to the small pile, he laid down ontop of them.
There was nowhere else to go, the youngster's ears twitched and his four eyes blinked in boredom and sorrow. She hadn't been dead for too long, sure several days to be exact. Where was he to go? There was nowhere to go. Several minutes passed before his ears perked and thus he lifted his head. Getting off the pile, he put his head under the clothes and thus he went under the small mound. Hopefully whatever it was would go.
There was nowhere else to go, the youngster's ears twitched and his four eyes blinked in boredom and sorrow. She hadn't been dead for too long, sure several days to be exact. Where was he to go? There was nowhere to go. Several minutes passed before his ears perked and thus he lifted his head. Getting off the pile, he put his head under the clothes and thus he went under the small mound. Hopefully whatever it was would go.
