Wandering mind

The sound of Luna walking around had awaken him once again. Luna had a morning routine he knew inside and outside. She’d jump out of his bed around 7 o’clock, shake her fur and stretch, before going downstairs. Downstairs she would start to whine for food and if he didn’t respond she’d go back up to his back and start licking him until he woke up. That had happened a lot, until he just woke up from the movements from the deerdog. So it was his morning routine as well to get out of his around 7 o’clock to give Luna her breakfast and start making his own breakfast as well. Ah, he could look at this the good way, he had a long day to work and such, which was a good thing. Bad thing was his sleep deprived days when he went out to do something. It wasn’t like he was back in bed by what, ten? A few days a week he would be in bed by twelve and damn he needed his sleep. He was really going to be an old man right? He’d rather be in his bed by nine than twelve. Watching some shows and eat nice.

This day he was going to the city with Luna, of course with Luna, everywhere he went she went, because he needed some more groceries. He couldn’t live plain on vegetables. He needed some meat… and bread. God, he loved bread. It was about an half hour walk to the city, he always walked. He didn’t like to have an animal pulling him to the city. Plus, it was good for his health to walk. As long as he didn’t have any heavy things with him at least, because that wasn’t good for his body.

The city was always kind of refreshing. More people, more things to look at. Sometimes he just went to the city to watch people. Luna always stayed close to his side, completely focussed on him. The bond he had with Luna was outstanding, it was purely based on trust and love. Luna wouldn’t run off and he wouldn’t put a leash on her. Easy as that.

He watched people who were probably negotiating about certain products, or just family’s who enjoyed themselves. It was always good to see how people were having fun with their family. It kind of made him miss his mom, he should visit her soon to ask her how she was. Completely distracted by his mind, he didn’t see the person in front of him and bumped right into the person. Oh. Shit. He had those kind of things a lot, just bumping into people. His thoughts were always wandering off, which didn’t mind at his farm -because there were no people at his farm- but in the city he kind of forgot every time to watch his surroundings.

”Sorry, are you alright?” he asked with his pretty low voice. He had an accent too, but luckily these words sounded kind of okay. He had a few words he just couldn’t pronounce the right way. He blamed his accident, but even he knew he couldn’t say those words before the accident too. Not like anyone would know that, except for his friends and his family.

& Arkayna