Bored. Bored as Mud

[Skadu{Shadow}]

Brown eyes gazed out from the shadows at the edge of the camp, watching the to-ings and fro-ings of Timani Pack. The mist was not so thick within the camp, making it possible for him to watch his packmates go about their day. I believe I am bored, he realized, rolling onto his side with a groan, his dark brown fur blending in well with the shadows he lay in. There was no breeze, but the air was cool with the end of winter, and the thick-furred wolf was perfectly comfortable as he rested. That is, except for the fact that he was bored.

((WOW, that was really awful. Sorry x.x))