Daytripping
07-01-2013, 05:16 PM
~*~ Robin's wise words of warning were received with an annoyed flick of Cross's tail, a quirk he'd inherited more than learned. But he wasn't the sort to openly disobey (just sneak out and away as soon as authority turned it's back) so, with every sign of reluctance, he started to back up. A crept a couple of reverse steps til the brush was thicker, and then straightened up and turned round. He was still plodding back towards where his mother was beyond the broken tree line, when he heard something behind him. Something more than the usual lowing and muted tramping of the cattle. He stopped and threw a look over his black shoulder blades. There was a new cow here now. But it wasn't like the others. It was bigger and brawnier and had longer horns. It was neat looking - the way steam practically huffed out of it's nostrils and it's big blank eyes rolled round. Cross stopped walking and stood perfectly still, just, watching... |
Current time: 11-22-2024, 08:00 AM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
