1 hour ago
ewan did not like the stormclouds, but liked the den less. he resisted being brought in and was the first to scramble out when the sun rose, and now in watery morning light he curled in the grass and dozed, reassured by familiar scents.
then a howl rang out, and eyes cracked open. ears perked, searching, and finding nothing familiar, settled flat against his skull. the tone did not belong to the shadows that haunted his dreams, but brought with it much of the same terror of that dark night.
crumpled hind legs hampered the movement, but ewan hefted himself on wobbly front legs and growled, hackles bristling. nightmare and reality alike had already taught him there was no escape.
then a howl rang out, and eyes cracked open. ears perked, searching, and finding nothing familiar, settled flat against his skull. the tone did not belong to the shadows that haunted his dreams, but brought with it much of the same terror of that dark night.
crumpled hind legs hampered the movement, but ewan hefted himself on wobbly front legs and growled, hackles bristling. nightmare and reality alike had already taught him there was no escape.