The Twisting Den

addressed: skyfall / thoughts / voices / speech
Gary hated to be in a bad mood, there was nothing worse in his own mind than to be negative and disconsolate, sorrowful or depressed. That was the thing, it was a vicious cycle for the eggshell furred wolf as he hated the dismal side of life and thus being in a bad mood annoyed him and forced him to be made agitated further. He knew that he had to break out of this spell that loomed over him and return to his habitual cheer and merriment but there was one thing on his mind that would not let him do so, he just could not shake it off. You see, he had recently met a situation so melancholy that he wanted to call it by the word, and it was the thought of that friend dying after jumping into the ever churning river that made Gary flinch and writhe. Everything about the encounter had been so vile, from his friend's mentality to his friend's dive. Gary hated to think of the word as a adjective for another wolf as that in its self was harsh and a vile thing to do but he had no better description for him and his attitude for life. Then there was the regret that was left behind from the encounter, he had snapped and growled a few hastily spoken words without thinking that were about what he had truthfully thought and was paying back for it now with denial and a brief spell of self hatred. He could not believe he had done such a thing again, for it was the second time now within his time on this special planet that he had allowed his sharp tongue to get its own way and that he had acted out of character like that, and each time he was determined that it would be his last; messengers weren't supposed to have a voice.

Title #22: Life and Poker

'The weather seems perfect for hunting. Expect for hunting in stormy weather,' Skyfall said, and Gary smiled. She was built for hunting, from sleek and exercised limbs to loud voice. Easily, she'd keep up with the crowd. "Sadly," Gary said, "I'm just the one to deliver the message that a hunt will be happening. Would hold back the raid with my lumbering, anyway."