First Day of Spring: Wake up and feel the breeze. Go out and search for some yummy treat.
Second Day of Spring: Dodge some Wolves, Dodge the pelt of death itself.
Third Day of Spring: Hear the water form down the river, A Monsoon will arrive rather... soon... (mon)soon
Forth Day of Spring: Taste a worm and taste a spider, Taste your wet tail in your mouth after.
One Forth Day of Spring: Run in the Night, becouse your lair is turning into a beehive.
Two Forth day of Spring: Survive kill and Fight, Is my song for my right to live.
Three Forth Day of Spring: Steal the wolves the will to bite, I notice, the Storm as finally arrived.
Four Fourth Day of Spring: Hunt a bug as they hunt no rat, nature is nature and they knew that.
More than Four Fourth Day of Spring: Observe their Alpha Beta & Delta, Rest while I can, but also Get Caught by their stupid cub.
Nexth Day of Spring: Bear his strength, I'm still a rat with all my might. Today I remind them that we are all trying to survive.
Next Nexth Day of Spring: Live n' Alive come at the sunrise, as i realize, I could only learn them through this fierce fight.
The number after Next nexth Day of Spring: Mourn By The anew Horizon for what is worth, Lick my wound, Drink my blood until is cold.
Back to my burrow Day of Spring: Walk back to my den, tail is trembling, i will swipe them bee before another evening is ending.
More than the First Day of Spring: Follow their scent, Their sweet engulfing Smell, They are pollinating like good bee would do, they remind me that i want to pollinate someone myself.
Thousandth Day of Spring: Sleep with them, Dream of them, i Can't get rid of them, I don't even care, if They don't bother me i will not bother them.
Thousandth First teenth Day of Spring: Define my home to the bees, Their yellow flowers is definitely not food for me.
Thousandth Second Day of Spring: Savior life, Embrace your smell, bathe in a shallow pool of muddy water, it will make fur shiny clean and swell.
Thousandth Third Day of Spring: Wander uncaring around the lands, as i passerby another one of Them, i tried to hide, but he doesn't mind. That's good i guess?
Thousandth Forth Day of Spring: Stare in the void, as the song of my demise approach above my home. he was alone, I joined him howling. A full moon shine, above a cloudy wind orchestra.
hrair-roo Day of Spring: Look well--look well, O Wolf! Something tell me thy never come back in my humble dwell.
Another Day of Spring: Nibble Apples on my favorite tree, it was morning then and now is evening.
Yet Another Day of Spring: Find a Rat just like me, half of in the river half by a rock crushed clean. Come on! i could have finally mated but you just had to be a stupid idiot and die like this, i'd totally been down to have sex with another male, but like this? How did you managed to become like this anyway. Whatever, Then i went to sleep.
Not the last Day of Spring: Smell the dirt as it savior kind of funny, they were marking their territory, i never noticed that as they didn't renew it after the Rain.
Annoying Day of Spring: Blind and dazed by a sky with no white in sight, Earth itself told me "bath in the cold river, There is even your dead friend there to watch you alright.".
Quite the Day of Spring: Jump and celebrate, today i nibbled the sweetest berry i tasted since my womb escape.
Trascendential Day of Spring: Scream in a deep trench, as some fellow rats in hiding replied my own words, and only my own words, what a funny guy...
just a Day of Spring: Visit him again, "We be of one blood, thou and I." gently i gestured, the forest is full of life, useless lose time to such jerk, just forget.
Beyond the but still Day of Spring: Saw two deer, playing and lovely copulating, moans of love and pleasure filled the air and my sensible hears.
the Day after the Day of Spring: Grazing through the line between Life or Dying, those critters are eerily staring at me? My instinct once again told me to fight or flight.
These things are still in cronological order btw Day of Spring: Felt the Nature judgement over my fur, guess many animals didn't survive, the birds songs feel like a sundown to those took by her these nights.
Sleepless Day of Spring: Buzzing bee, they don't want me to sleep. You know, I don't want I to sleep, but on my terms
The Day of Spring: Scale Hills and Void itself, as the wind blow my dry mane over the air. I sometime Question Wolves fascination over these landscapes.
The Day after The Day of Spring: Drink the water from down the river, the soothing noises of crickets, accompany new muzzles from down the stream.
The Day after The Day after the Day of Spring: Mending your remedy, my dear rat, sometime you make me feel like as if memories like trees lives forever, not living being.
Dreamful Day of Spring: Snuggling myself at night, i dream of mate and a river of berries to eat.
Not the Fist Day of Spring: Perceive the venom of a Strange fruit, Trace back the seeds of destruction and pain.
Spring the Day of Spring: Escape, the dead rat has escaped, washed away by the river and from memories forevermore he escaped. Who was it again?
And the time moves on Day of Spring: Sniff that strange intoxicant smell of Spring flower, please stop torturing my delicate nose
You know the Day of Spring: Joyfully playing with my apples and eating some of my nuts.
I know the Day of Spring: Dazing still in the river, even more kinds are coming near. Will they eat me once they finished drinking? Will they spare me? Why my body don't know? ...need to run away from what i can't know.
I assure you, you don't know the Day of Spring: Continue to walk by those almost vanished marked lands, Nature is already using those who died to move on, he never stopped. Realize it will not wait a single rat for his plans.
i know, this is the Day of Spring: Playing Endless games of tag between a prey and a wicked vixen, she really doesn't want to know what a cornered rat is able to do i say that.
Boring Day of Spring: Sense the water form down the river, Another storm will arrive in these lands.
Hrair Day of Spring: Hide from the ghoulish scream of those squirrels, ran another day from new red fur dead.
Today Day of Spring: Submit Humbly, a Shiny Apple to myself, for successfully living another day.
not yesterday Day of Spring: Ridden the already served deer, she race all along the flowery prairie with her kind, all day and all night.
Inconclusive Day of Spring: Ponder inside my warm nest, is being an animal forgetting some of what you learnt? Were the grey wolves really good or bad? Water is now coming down,those beasts didn't leaved because they were wet, i only can only feel empathy if that help for my further survival, those memories are now fading. There is no shame being a rat, there is no shame forgetting what you lived, i can now better remember what is coming next.
Great like every Day of Spring: Nailing smashingly the drops still blow away in the ground, i can't... I can't wait to smell those flower again!
Forgot to update this Day of Spring: Foolishly surly, i under the rain at the sight of the only star i can gaze, a new moon i see above those clouds, howling again, then midnight strikes-my blood sheer cold.
Really Far Day of Spring: Bleeding, my tail is being bitten, a clean cut at my pride, i slit the tail end of my tail escaping his vice, a rat like me, maybe two heirs beside, escaped frightened. Huh....
Quite Far Day of Spring: Vanished, in the living waterways of these night, "We be of one blood, thou and I, aren't we?", "...Sorry..." with his shiny black eyes. Thy will also not come back again I presume.
Far Day of Spring: Stand up, a new clear day has begun, let go of old memories, they are not helping me survive after all.
Almost yesterday Day of Spring: Nimble down the river, There is some kind of Beavers? Wind sure always brought some kind of new things, but this is a story for another day, just be know even after lending them information they treat the river like it was them for some unknown notation.
Stupid fox Day of Spring: Contemplate... That dumb fox who can't even climb a tree.
Almost lovely Day of Spring: Grooming each other with a squirrel that i found on those tree. I am little more big than her, but still we could made some pleasure together, glad they are still alive.
Generic Day of Spring: Sighting the work of those beavers, what are they even doing?
Almost yesterday Day of Spring: Rush through the dew of life and bee, they finally know i won't hurt them if they don't hurt mee, (it's called rule of Mutual Assured Destruction)
Work Day of Spring: Dug another room for my burrow, is just another deposit for food, i really like eating you know?
Food Day of Spring: Excavating more food for my new storage, i even got some oranges.
i may don't know how to count past Food Day of Spring: Sleeping deep in my nest, all surrounded by berries, yeah i really like eating while i sleep.
Maybe even less Day of Spring: Losing myself between the shading trees, still i have not the luxury of falling asleep here.
yesterday Day of Spring: Share my food to some critter that passed by, they are finally acting more friendly tonight.
Today: Endless Down the river, another happy rat, who grief or remorse don't need another remind.
Diary of a Lost Beast
Wake Dodge Hear Taste Run Survive Steal Hunt Observe Bear Live Mourn Walk Follow Sleep Define Savior Wander Stare Look Nibble Find Smell Blinded Jump Scream Visit Saw Grazing Felt Buzzing Scale Drink Mending Snuggling Perceive Escape Sniff Joyfully Dazing Continue Playing Sense Hide Submit Ridden Ponder Nailing Foolishly Bleeding Vanished Stand Nimble Contemplate Grooming Sighting Rush Dug Excavating Sleeping Losing Share Endless
