by halfwaytherefore » Mon Nov 14, 2022 6:49 am
I want to claim a Tracker Dog!
Username: halfwaytherefore
Tracker ID: 009
Favourite thing:
He could almost see it in a way. He knew everything else about it; soft, comfortable, fragile, and smelling of cotton and fibers. A use of all he knew, or at least could imagine. All he truly knew about it, if he was being honest, was the fact that it was given to him. A gift. From someone. Someone that smelled the exact same, felt the same, and comforted the same. That someone was gone, and all he could do was curl up in his iron enclosure and wrap around it, trying to memorize every sense from it he could.
But oh, how he wished he could see it. He heard about colors, bright, everywhere at once. He once thought that the idea of colors was useless, why see something pretty when he could get the same information by sniffing a mile away? Now he understood. To understand more. To get more. More knowledge, more pieces. More understanding.
He decided his favorite color was red, and that his soft comfort was the same.