When your dreams all fail
07-03-2013, 11:29 PM
Excitement tumbled through the hellion?s inky veins as he drank in the scenery, submerged himself in it. It was wonderful! Eerie fog hung about everything, casting dim veils over the lower portions of trees and undergrowth. The area itself was shrouded in a calm, spooky atmosphere. The air was humid and an eternal shadow seemed to hang about, even in the midst of pure day. The birds did not sing, save for the occasional shrill cry of some unidentified avian. He liked it. The escape from the light, the calm just waiting to be disrupted, everything. The ground was soft, and muffled his steps as he bounded along, eager to expend the unusual and unexpected amount of energy that was always built up in his tiny body.
Around some underbrush, over a log, through some underbrush. A messy grin was plastered to his face, his tongue rolling free and a thin coat of saliva draped along his black lips. It wasn?t long before he noticed that he was not the only one in the forest. His grin faded somewhat to be dominated by frigid interest, and he paused a safe distance away, crouched in the shrubs. Someone else. His tongue wiped along his lips, and then he sprung silently forward to the next obstacle that he might hide behind, and keep somewhat near the woman. She stopped momentarily, looking back, and Caesar crouched even lower, crunching his small body in behind the bush and holding his breath. When she continued on, relief coursed through him, though he wasn?t necessarily too bent on behind hidden. Such a thing would only be temporary until? In a flash he sprung from behind the concealments with a splitting shriek, hoping to give her a scare.