Strength
By: Navisky
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon I only own the characters I made up.
A lone blonde figure walked quietly around the edge of the huge lake as a horned digimon followed it. The youth was more of a loner but was getting used to having the little guy around and usually forgot that he was there. This was one of those times.
Sighing the youth looked out at the still water. The afternoon light reflected the trees surrounding the lake perfectly in the blue glass.
Walking to the edge of the lake the youth looked down at the reflection it cast. The reflection wore a frown, as if disgusted with what it saw. It reflected the youth's mood perfectly. Sighing again the youth pushed blonde strands out of its eyes.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah." The youth said not even looking at the digimon. Eyes still on the reflection, the youth sat down.
"Just taking a break." The digimon accepted the explanation without a word and sat down as well.
Why does this stuff happen to me? The youth thought still glaring at the water. Another strand fell loose and with much frustration the youth reach up, undid the golden mass and smoothed it into a new bun on the back of her head. Dark green eyes narrowed behind a pair of wire frames as she once again looked at her reflection.
Without a word she stood up and started walking.
"Hey wait up!"
With a slight smile, she could imagine the red ball bouncing after her. The smile didn't last and after a moment things were the same as they had been two minutes ago.
A lone blonde figure walked quietly around the edge of the huge lake, a horned digimon trailing behind.
By: Navisky
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon I only own the characters I made up.
A lone blonde figure walked quietly around the edge of the huge lake as a horned digimon followed it. The youth was more of a loner but was getting used to having the little guy around and usually forgot that he was there. This was one of those times.
Sighing the youth looked out at the still water. The afternoon light reflected the trees surrounding the lake perfectly in the blue glass.
Walking to the edge of the lake the youth looked down at the reflection it cast. The reflection wore a frown, as if disgusted with what it saw. It reflected the youth's mood perfectly. Sighing again the youth pushed blonde strands out of its eyes.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah." The youth said not even looking at the digimon. Eyes still on the reflection, the youth sat down.
"Just taking a break." The digimon accepted the explanation without a word and sat down as well.
Why does this stuff happen to me? The youth thought still glaring at the water. Another strand fell loose and with much frustration the youth reach up, undid the golden mass and smoothed it into a new bun on the back of her head. Dark green eyes narrowed behind a pair of wire frames as she once again looked at her reflection.
Without a word she stood up and started walking.
"Hey wait up!"
With a slight smile, she could imagine the red ball bouncing after her. The smile didn't last and after a moment things were the same as they had been two minutes ago.
A lone blonde figure walked quietly around the edge of the huge lake, a horned digimon trailing behind.