Post by Shoebrush on Aug 19, 2006 22:09:54 GMT -5
A young Austrailian Sheperd stalked over to the pool of water. Ashes had drifted into the once clear waters--she knew they had been clear because the humans would not swim in but the clearest waters unless they were "adventurous"-- thanks to a few stray blows of the wind. The little black specks reminded her of humans, filth in an otherwise beautiful world. How she hated them so!
The brown eyes that she possesed darted to and fro from the small diving board to the used to be snack shop. Why would humans waste climbing up stairs, to a great height, to just jump off a little plank? And why would they eat right after excersising? Didn't humans always try to lose weight? So why eat and drink alot right after--or before for that matter--going swimming? Humans, such odd creatures. Even before she had hated them, she always thought they were weird.
She shook her head for a few seconds, clearing up her thoughts about humans, and went closer to the pool. She put her paws at the edge, and laid down in front of it, taking in deep whiffs of its scent. I smelled odd, like urine and ashes and the odd smoke-scent that still lingered from before. From the firey blaze that took out the entre city, and hopefully, most of its inhabitants. The urine was probely from a little human pup who saw the fire approaching, wet his pants, and ran to his mother, even though he was much safer in the water where the fire couldn't get him. Why did most creatures love their mother like that? She didn't, she wasn't given the chance. And it was all the lousy human's fault.
Kenzie sulkily looked at her reflection, what did she see? She saw a dog with no dreams, no real future, starring back at her. A pretty dog with no dreams or future, but one nonethless. What was she to do, anyway? She could walk over there, stand over here, jump, hollar, feel good about not being on a leash. Being free, which some dogs were willing to die for, pounded dogs to name one catogory.
But something was missing, it was always missing. Present yet not present. See could see it in the eyes of the reflection that starred back at her as coldly as she stared at it. Missing. . missing. . always missing. Taunting her, teasing her, being right there, but never with her. . . .
Kenzie growled meancingly at the reflection-sheperd, it never faced any troubles at all, no!--not in the least! Just being there and dissapearing, like a coward! A scwrany, little, good- for nothing coward!
"Come out of there and face me like a real dog, you sniviling coward!" She roared at the reflection, swiping her paws against its face. Her paws made waves which made little drops of water that made ripples. It destroyed the image for a little while, but it came back. Like the constant taunting from the missing part of her.
Fed up with it all, Kenzie stalked over to one of the lay-back chairs the humans had used. It was amazingly not burnt, and even the smell of human had only left a very small lingering scent. She jumped on the chair, and sprawled out across it, completly relaxing. She was not going to be bested by a reflection, she'd come back for round two later. But now, for a little rest. . . .
The brown eyes that she possesed darted to and fro from the small diving board to the used to be snack shop. Why would humans waste climbing up stairs, to a great height, to just jump off a little plank? And why would they eat right after excersising? Didn't humans always try to lose weight? So why eat and drink alot right after--or before for that matter--going swimming? Humans, such odd creatures. Even before she had hated them, she always thought they were weird.
She shook her head for a few seconds, clearing up her thoughts about humans, and went closer to the pool. She put her paws at the edge, and laid down in front of it, taking in deep whiffs of its scent. I smelled odd, like urine and ashes and the odd smoke-scent that still lingered from before. From the firey blaze that took out the entre city, and hopefully, most of its inhabitants. The urine was probely from a little human pup who saw the fire approaching, wet his pants, and ran to his mother, even though he was much safer in the water where the fire couldn't get him. Why did most creatures love their mother like that? She didn't, she wasn't given the chance. And it was all the lousy human's fault.
Kenzie sulkily looked at her reflection, what did she see? She saw a dog with no dreams, no real future, starring back at her. A pretty dog with no dreams or future, but one nonethless. What was she to do, anyway? She could walk over there, stand over here, jump, hollar, feel good about not being on a leash. Being free, which some dogs were willing to die for, pounded dogs to name one catogory.
But something was missing, it was always missing. Present yet not present. See could see it in the eyes of the reflection that starred back at her as coldly as she stared at it. Missing. . missing. . always missing. Taunting her, teasing her, being right there, but never with her. . . .
Kenzie growled meancingly at the reflection-sheperd, it never faced any troubles at all, no!--not in the least! Just being there and dissapearing, like a coward! A scwrany, little, good- for nothing coward!
"Come out of there and face me like a real dog, you sniviling coward!" She roared at the reflection, swiping her paws against its face. Her paws made waves which made little drops of water that made ripples. It destroyed the image for a little while, but it came back. Like the constant taunting from the missing part of her.
Fed up with it all, Kenzie stalked over to one of the lay-back chairs the humans had used. It was amazingly not burnt, and even the smell of human had only left a very small lingering scent. She jumped on the chair, and sprawled out across it, completly relaxing. She was not going to be bested by a reflection, she'd come back for round two later. But now, for a little rest. . . .
