Among the Desert sands
Just a matter of waiting, I repeated to myself. The harsh sands blowing strong and steady against my striped fur. It was a mantra I had say often, the only way to keep myself centered. Patience before the reward. The bright sun beat down from above,...
On Feathered Wings
The trees, they were everywhere! Flowers blooming down below me and the scents of fresh grass welled up from the ground. There were dazzling colors of green and brown and yellow and red, the colors of earth and life that I spawned from. Up above was...