Post by ღRedwoodღ on May 27, 2006 15:44:52 GMT -5
He seemed to get angerier every time he thought of his past. It was those peoples faults he was there. He wanted revenge.
He continued to think as he explored the unknown area, limping slightly. His eyes were darkened. The wind seemed to pick up. He saw a small cave. Maybe he could calm down there. He walked in, each step stomping, trying to release rage. The air seemed more humid. He saw the opening, and at a trot, he entered the center. Everything he heard in the cave was now gone. You couldn't hear outside of it. Nothing penetrated it. He shook his head, pawing. Bear didn't care if this place was unknown, he wanted to explore without any help. He trotted around. His leg hurt. the scab cracked under his picking up speed, and fresh blood came running down his leg. He began to get used to the pain. He cantered, faster and faster. This place was huge. He galloped. He began sprinting. It felt wonderfully good. He suddenly heard The sound of stomping, people screaming for their bets, and a little more weight on his back. he yelled in fright. Everything echoed through the center. He heard the peoples screams drift away. Bear layed down. He was tired. He stayed near the edge of the place, not willing to get in danger at the moment, he felt sick. His stomache hurt horribly. His legs were sore, and his heart hurt. He fell asleep.
He continued to think as he explored the unknown area, limping slightly. His eyes were darkened. The wind seemed to pick up. He saw a small cave. Maybe he could calm down there. He walked in, each step stomping, trying to release rage. The air seemed more humid. He saw the opening, and at a trot, he entered the center. Everything he heard in the cave was now gone. You couldn't hear outside of it. Nothing penetrated it. He shook his head, pawing. Bear didn't care if this place was unknown, he wanted to explore without any help. He trotted around. His leg hurt. the scab cracked under his picking up speed, and fresh blood came running down his leg. He began to get used to the pain. He cantered, faster and faster. This place was huge. He galloped. He began sprinting. It felt wonderfully good. He suddenly heard The sound of stomping, people screaming for their bets, and a little more weight on his back. he yelled in fright. Everything echoed through the center. He heard the peoples screams drift away. Bear layed down. He was tired. He stayed near the edge of the place, not willing to get in danger at the moment, he felt sick. His stomache hurt horribly. His legs were sore, and his heart hurt. He fell asleep.
