Small, sparse clouds dotted the bright blue sky. Earlier, the ground had been wet with morning dew, but the sun, nearly at its zenith in the sky, had dried it up hours before. Macchiato was laying on his back in the tall grass, bored for once. Usually he was content to wander, exploring, playing, and prancing around. But today, none of that could hold his attention.
He had spent his day trying to figure out why none of his usual activites were satisfying him, but after hours of laying in the sun he was no closer to an answer than he had been at sunrise. With a sigh, he rolled over and got to his feet. He trotted over to the nearby lake, shaking his head discontentedly, and lowered his head to the water for a drink, his mind still churning. He raised his head, muzzle dappled with water droplets, and looked around. With a slight shrug, he headed off toward his right, walking with no direction in mind.
Goddess Vanora
(I had a note here to tag you when you had internet again; if you're up for RP then awesome and if not, feel free to ignore me smile )
