Post by Captain on Nov 22, 2015 16:12:47 GMT -5
For all his life, the silver colored male had, had a hatred of the substance called water. However, he didn’t know why. No matter how hard he tried to search through his memories he couldn’t remember anything that had happened to give him the hatred for it. It was as if he was born with it, as if it was genetic and had been passed down to him from his parents or ancestors, even though he didn’t know if that was possible or not. When he was younger, his hatred was so strong that it was a legit fear. He couldn’t go near water without freaking out and even drinking it was a task he had to literally force himself to do. But the older he got, the more he realized water wasn’t going to do anything and slowly, his fear turned into a deep hatred instead. He still tried to stay away from the water but if he ever had to go through it he would and drinking was no longer an issue at all.
Today, however, luck wasn’t really on his side when it came from staying away from water. The sky had been dark all morning, not a single trace of the sun to be seen. Thinking the rain would hold out until during the night, he left the warmth of his personal cave and ventured out to the Waters of Ongar for a drink and to possibly wash off. However, unfortunately for him, he was very wrong as to how long the heavy water filled clouds would last and just as he reached the stream, the heavens opened and the rain came pouring down. Instantly, it was raining so hard that it became almost impossible to see even a few feet ahead and he tensed, the fur on his back standing on end. This was most definitely not what he had thought was going to happen.
Today, however, luck wasn’t really on his side when it came from staying away from water. The sky had been dark all morning, not a single trace of the sun to be seen. Thinking the rain would hold out until during the night, he left the warmth of his personal cave and ventured out to the Waters of Ongar for a drink and to possibly wash off. However, unfortunately for him, he was very wrong as to how long the heavy water filled clouds would last and just as he reached the stream, the heavens opened and the rain came pouring down. Instantly, it was raining so hard that it became almost impossible to see even a few feet ahead and he tensed, the fur on his back standing on end. This was most definitely not what he had thought was going to happen.