Post by Lillian Vanhaven on Dec 31, 2007 13:01:56 GMT -5
A beat up red camero pulled into a parking space at the park. As the driver's side door opened a girl stepped out. She had skinny dark grey jeans on and a white shirt with what looked like drawings all over it. It was one of the only tight fitting shirts she wore. Over that she had a light bright yellow jacket, and over that she had a down filled vest with a faux fur trimmed hood. She had neon yellow and black striped legwarmers over her jeans with purple and neon green vans. She walked over to the passenger side, and opened the door. What appeared to be a grey, white and black fur coat bounded out of the car and into the half-melted snow to make her mark on the world. It was actually a dog, sort of. She looked like a husky, with a wolfishness to her that sugjested a half-breed, which she was. Her dog darted around sniffing things and she rested herself on the hood of her car, watching her companion. She sighed. New years was comming up and she didn't even have a house yet, much less a chance to be with other humans for the holiday.
