Post by Athena on Jul 7, 2015 16:35:17 GMT
the large brute finally opened his eyes from his spot beside an old tombstone. it was finally moon-high, his favorite time of the night. twitching his ears to clear the moss and grass from the growths on his head, he peered through red eyes, trying to see beyond the foggy moonlight. the cemetery was quiet, just the way he liked it. the mutt had a nasty habit of hiding in the shadows of the deceased and taunting the optimistic minds of the brave who seek the thrill of the ghostly place. there were many rumors that traveled, saying that the lot was haunted by the ones who lay at rest here, but the mutated canine had seen nothing of the sort. but, he liked it here. it was always rather quiet. occasionally a curious, but cowardly pup would venture and explore during the day light, but that never lasted too long and he liked to sleep during the day anyway. it was when the night souls came in for a spook that he really had his fun.
the dog pulled himself to his paws, arching his long back in a stretch and giving his abnormally shaped tail a flick. he was still gaining the control of the mutated growths that he carried on his tail and head. they weren't much of an issue, but when you have long draped, vine like things hanging in your face or dragging behind you, it gets a bit annoying. once he had managed to get his lazy self off the ground, he gave his long, silky fur a shake and did a final stretch. the pale brown, embedded color around his neck twinged and he flinched slightly, but eventually the pain ebbed away.
when the moon hit it it's highest place, the mutt took his place behind the largest tombstone. it his his body perfectly. his black and gray fur blended perfectly into the shadows and mist of the graveyard. now, all he had to do was wait for some "brave" and curious canine to lurk into his playground.tag: demonax