Pan stretched, yawning and rubbing the last remnants of sleep from his eyes. Blurry vision cleared as he blinked against the sunlight, listening to the distant sounds of the day. It was later than he usually woke, with dawn long faded into the bright sun of the afternoon, but Pan had simply had a lazy morning. He rolled in the emerald grass, lazily turning to watch a golden butterfly flutter from flower to flower, sliding along the grass to get closer to it and more into the sunny clearing. It was the perfect sort of day, and he smiled to himself, closing his eyes and willing himself to sleep once more.
This thought was broken though, by a familiar voice filled with a familiar panic. Turning toward it, Pan rose from the ground and began to make his way toward Coraline – slowly at first, as if his legs were pushing through quicksand (for remember, our boy had only just awoken)… but the panic in her voice spurred him to move faster until he was breathlessly running toward the silver girl. ”Coraline? Are you okay?” Panting as he reached her side, the scaled boy let his muzzle drape over her clammy and sweaty neck, pushing away some of her fear as he tried to reassure her.
”I thought you were gone… but I’m glad you didn’t get lost. Is everything alright?” Concern filled the boys eyes, and they brimmed with compassion as he made his way to the front of his button-eyed friend, looking at her head on to try and find some clue to why she was so upset. ”Are you hurt?”
This thought was broken though, by a familiar voice filled with a familiar panic. Turning toward it, Pan rose from the ground and began to make his way toward Coraline – slowly at first, as if his legs were pushing through quicksand (for remember, our boy had only just awoken)… but the panic in her voice spurred him to move faster until he was breathlessly running toward the silver girl. ”Coraline? Are you okay?” Panting as he reached her side, the scaled boy let his muzzle drape over her clammy and sweaty neck, pushing away some of her fear as he tried to reassure her.
”I thought you were gone… but I’m glad you didn’t get lost. Is everything alright?” Concern filled the boys eyes, and they brimmed with compassion as he made his way to the front of his button-eyed friend, looking at her head on to try and find some clue to why she was so upset. ”Are you hurt?”
Pan
Dawn Court
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