Post by Vrancho on Aug 27, 2012 21:35:26 GMT -5
Rosalia loved the town.Though it was filled with dirt and rubble,she could find old abandoned sheds and crevices in which to sleep in.Her paws were rough and scarred from traveling the rough,rocky roads.An oozing scrape was on the side of her forehead.Rosalia had been scraped in one of the crevices she had slept in.It burned and hurt.Rose wanted to find a river so she could bathe her seething paws and forehead.She would have to find food at some point,too.She found an old,sagging barn.It was roomy and was considerably clean and rid of flies.She crawled into the corner and slept.
An hour later,she woke up and stretched.She walked out of her 'den' and started to explore.She,luckily,found a river.She swam and dove in the water,splashing and yelping gleefully.She went into a wooded area and heard a large duck splashing in a small lake.She circled and pounced,she felt warm blood ooze into her mouth.She ate and retired back to her den,prepared to sleep.In the night she heard something."Who's there?"she wimpered.Rose hated being blind.She never could really tell what was happening.
An hour later,she woke up and stretched.She walked out of her 'den' and started to explore.She,luckily,found a river.She swam and dove in the water,splashing and yelping gleefully.She went into a wooded area and heard a large duck splashing in a small lake.She circled and pounced,she felt warm blood ooze into her mouth.She ate and retired back to her den,prepared to sleep.In the night she heard something."Who's there?"she wimpered.Rose hated being blind.She never could really tell what was happening.
