Post by Vrancho on Oct 25, 2012 21:25:24 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/HarmonyTableForVrancha.png] [atrb=cellPadding,20,true][scrolly:h(220),w(195),sy] Harmony moped around the saloon, trying to detect any smells besides the faded, putrid scent of humans of the past. She cocked her head. The smell of that horrid drink entered into her nostrils as strong as ever. She wondered why she could smell a scent so faded and old. Humans had been alive for ages, until thankfully they moved. Harmony shook her flowing white coat before sitting down to scratch herself. Those darn fleas were at it again. But she knew that if she went to the river and took a bath, they wouldn't bother her so much. And she was thirsty, anyways, so the small femme dashed to the river at a fast lope. She had been traveling around for a while. Now she was looking for someone to talk to or play with. Or at least something to do. She was so bored. She reached the river in good time, and she plunged her face into the water, but as she did so, water spurted into her nose, and she came right back up sneezing and coughing, water stinging her eyes and nose. She blinked several times before trying again, this time slowly and cautiously. She gulped down the cool, fresh water eagerly. Then she plunged herself into the water, which felt good to her flea-ridden, hot back. Harmony sighed happily. The only thing that would make this moment better was to have someone here. Harmony loved to meet new dogs. [/scrolly] |
