by Shieba » 06/22/2012 9:32 AM
Rosy stopped, actually grateful because mud and fur really didn't belong together. "I'll wait here, then!" she told Draiz. "Even if you don't find any eggs, you might just discover that the ground gets better a bit further in, so waiting is probably better. I'll look around this area." Even if the eggs weren't as heavy as her or Draiz and probably wouldn't sink into the mud deeply, there was always the possibility that some creature of any kind had accidently knocked them around, making them fully dirty and almost impossible to spot while walking.
Because of that, Rosy watched Draiz move on and then started to look around herself without moving too much. There were quite a few, round things in the area around her, but so far, all were mud-drenched stones. It was a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack, but finding a few more eggs before the hunt ended would be nice.
I know my dreams are made of you
Of you and only for you
Your ocean pulls me under
Your voice tears me asunder
Love me before the last petal fallsHowever cold the wind and rain
I'll be there to ease your pain
However cruel the mirrors of sin
Remember beauty is found within