I'm Too Much!
11-30-2015, 10:00 PM
The movements of the woman were swift, accurate. She moved as a beast on a mission, her heart, her body, her very soul seeking out something. What was it? Why none other than her lovely little snack of course. Bernadette moved across the snow with tail raised in the air like a banner, her eyes aglow with interest. Soon, she thought, soon she’d have her tasty little treat! Bernadette would give up after some time however. It was getting colder, and her paws were starting to feel numb. Ahh, stupid rabbit. Probably was too stringy anyway. The woman would huff softly, flopping down into the snow. She would curl up in a ball, attempting to warm herself up. Tail would curl across her form, tickling her nose as she lay there. Ahh the joys of being a winter baby. While she loved the cold, sometimes there was such a thing as too much of the stuff. |
11-30-2015, 10:59 PM