Post by Don "Shadow" Markidas on Nov 21, 2011 19:56:08 GMT
Don had been in Pearl Beach for three weeks and had yet to actually explore past the alley in which h had found a quiet place to sleep most nights. Stan splashed through another puddle as He bolted ahead, Don smiled he had finally started getting the hang of his new powers and also found a way to prevent the wet dog smell. Stan barked joyfully at the fact he could run and play in the rain as Don walked down the rainy street and yet not get wet. "I'm glad to see for once you don't whine when it rains my friend." Don said with a chuckle. Don stopped and looked around it seemed as though they were not alone and he could have swore he had just glimpsed somebody. Don couldn't see no one now. "Any one their." It was dark and Don was once again wiping his wet hair off his face he loved the rain and so endured the being soaked to the bone happily.
