CC:R4 Lost in the Dark P.5CC:R4 Lost in the Dark P.5 by AlfaFilly
Lost in the Dark
Round 4: Part 5
The chill night air consumed my burning lungs. After running for who-knows how long, my paws finally gave up and I was forced to slow my pace. I had set Stan down in order to free my mouth, letting myself pant the tiredness off. After awhile my hot breath melted away all my shivers. If only they could melt away my aching body.
"Stan, who were those dogs?" I asked once my panting stopped and my breathing returned to a steady rhythm.
"I don't know," he replied, ears twisting around, "I didn't like the sounds of them."
"I'm confused. Wouldn't a rebellion against the tourney be a good thing?"
Stan merely shook his head. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, "Nothing is truly good in this city anymore. Just don't think about, Caesar. You just have to focus on surviving what's set before you now."
But how could I? Nothing made much sense, but how could I just walk around pretending the problems weren't there? H