02-07-2023, 04:41 PM
A gruff, aged sigh left him as he remained laying against the frozen ground. Rolland found no energy, or reason, to get up — so he sprawled out in a stretch, the occasional crack or creak of his bones and joints made his ears flick. His not-so-great resting break was short lived, the silence of the forest was tainted by some brat’s voice calling out. Annoyed, Rol mouthed a simple “what the fuck” to himself before hauling himself up, a grunt or two later he was once more on his feet.
Who’s there? Why did he have to answer that? “None a’ your damn business, that’s who!” his age could be heard in his hoarse voice and thundering tone, like a grandfather reprimanding his grandchildren. “Damn loud kids,” Rolland mumbled to himself, and grumbled, and mumbled some more.
Like a cat, the man bowed with his front half out stretched, attempting to loosen the stiffness that never seems to fade. He was ready to leave before that big mouth found him, but as the wind carried the scent of pheromones he couldn’t help but grimace. A sneer was given in the direction it had come from, the same way the damned kid yelling was. Was this brat really in heat and just screaming out to strangers? “are all kids fools now’a days?” Rolland looked up towards the sky, the gentle flurries peppering his coat. And then, an exasperated sigh as he began to head towards the younger wolf.
Who’s there? Why did he have to answer that? “None a’ your damn business, that’s who!” his age could be heard in his hoarse voice and thundering tone, like a grandfather reprimanding his grandchildren. “Damn loud kids,” Rolland mumbled to himself, and grumbled, and mumbled some more.
Like a cat, the man bowed with his front half out stretched, attempting to loosen the stiffness that never seems to fade. He was ready to leave before that big mouth found him, but as the wind carried the scent of pheromones he couldn’t help but grimace. A sneer was given in the direction it had come from, the same way the damned kid yelling was. Was this brat really in heat and just screaming out to strangers? “are all kids fools now’a days?” Rolland looked up towards the sky, the gentle flurries peppering his coat. And then, an exasperated sigh as he began to head towards the younger wolf.