Post by hellhoundish on Mar 21, 2011 8:47:08 GMT
Swift looked reflectively at the caves, sighing. Very soon he would have to leave, and set out on his journey to the Royals. He loathed the thought of it, but it had to be done. So he spent his last few days sitting here in solitude, so as not to be reminded of what he was leaving behind.
He lay down, slightly shaking in both fear and sadness. He had volunteered for this task, but that didn't make it any better. All it meant was that he had even more reason not to pull out of it. He glanced around at the caves, watching peacefully. He could just see his reflection, bathed in the colors.
Swift often wondered where his family was, even his twin. He had only left his family to find his twin, Shadow. If only Shadow hadn't wandered away things would be different, but probably a lot worse. He shut his eyes, everywhere reminding him of his twin.
He drifted off into painful sleep, full of nightmares. He could see him getting tortured, war breaking out, everyone he cared about dead and the Royals victorious. He whimpered every now and again, tail and legs moving as if to run away from the horror, but all the time he just got closer. He dreamed of the day of his necessary betrayal.
He lay down, slightly shaking in both fear and sadness. He had volunteered for this task, but that didn't make it any better. All it meant was that he had even more reason not to pull out of it. He glanced around at the caves, watching peacefully. He could just see his reflection, bathed in the colors.
Swift often wondered where his family was, even his twin. He had only left his family to find his twin, Shadow. If only Shadow hadn't wandered away things would be different, but probably a lot worse. He shut his eyes, everywhere reminding him of his twin.
He drifted off into painful sleep, full of nightmares. He could see him getting tortured, war breaking out, everyone he cared about dead and the Royals victorious. He whimpered every now and again, tail and legs moving as if to run away from the horror, but all the time he just got closer. He dreamed of the day of his necessary betrayal.