As We Stumble Along [TP]

[alehue]

he was weary; weary of life, though he had just entered it the day before, nixen had found himself wandering more than he stayed anywhere; sure, there had been times and places where he had paused to hunt or talk to a fellow feline, or a canine he happened to come upon. but yet, he still wandered, his paws growing heavy, as if they were weighted with lead. yet, he could find no reason to stop - his thirst was quenched, and his stomach was full, and the fatigue was manageable enough, and he would not have to sleep for a few more hours at the least.

so he stumbled along.