Stranger Descriptive Writing
A Well Known Stranger
With a almost regular basis he lures into the bathroom. After a quick shower, the morning can begin and with a hurry he begins to prepare for his day.
Normally he would walk right pass the mirror in his living room, but not today. He cant tell why but today he sees something different in it.
He positions himself right infront of the mirror. Watching the stranger in the mirror, he remembers the face, the stature. "Time changes a man." He talks to himself. "Maybe it is time, to get a view of me again."
First he looks at his Face, the face of a fox, nothing special in form and appearance.
The details in his face, his deep blue eyes, his almost black tip of his ears and the Big scar that runs over the left side of his face.
He looks closer, the skin …show more content…
Just under his muzzle, his Stomach and the inside of his ears the strong red fur fades into a sandy yellow orange mixture.
He takes a moment to observe his body, an athletic body. Visible outlines of muscles shows how hard he trained to become what he is now, or more what he was.
Years of hard endurance and strength training.
His gaze wander to his Chest, tight muscles, a six-pack right under it. Now looking at his legs, strong legs, for carrying the heavy equipment back then, for chasing the foe and running from them.
He flinches his tail into the sight of the mirror, touching it, a normal fox tail, well groomed despite the years on the battlefield.
Touching the several scares hidden under the fur, the many years on the battlefield reflect in them, despite of his young age.
He breaks his gaze from the mirror.
"Like my father always said: you become yourself a stranger if you dont remind yourself who you are."
Looking with a final smile at the mirror before breaking himself fully from it.
"Gotta get ready for
With a almost regular basis he lures into the bathroom. After a quick shower, the morning can begin and with a hurry he begins to prepare for his day.
Normally he would walk right pass the mirror in his living room, but not today. He cant tell why but today he sees something different in it.
He positions himself right infront of the mirror. Watching the stranger in the mirror, he remembers the face, the stature. "Time changes a man." He talks to himself. "Maybe it is time, to get a view of me again."
First he looks at his Face, the face of a fox, nothing special in form and appearance.
The details in his face, his deep blue eyes, his almost black tip of his ears and the Big scar that runs over the left side of his face.
He looks closer, the skin …show more content…
Just under his muzzle, his Stomach and the inside of his ears the strong red fur fades into a sandy yellow orange mixture.
He takes a moment to observe his body, an athletic body. Visible outlines of muscles shows how hard he trained to become what he is now, or more what he was.
Years of hard endurance and strength training.
His gaze wander to his Chest, tight muscles, a six-pack right under it. Now looking at his legs, strong legs, for carrying the heavy equipment back then, for chasing the foe and running from them.
He flinches his tail into the sight of the mirror, touching it, a normal fox tail, well groomed despite the years on the battlefield.
Touching the several scares hidden under the fur, the many years on the battlefield reflect in them, despite of his young age.
He breaks his gaze from the mirror.
"Like my father always said: you become yourself a stranger if you dont remind yourself who you are."
Looking with a final smile at the mirror before breaking himself fully from it.
"Gotta get ready for