Heave Ho, Thieves and Beggars
04-10-2018, 08:28 PM
The glint of something gold was what gave the wolf away. If there was thing Casanova had an eye for it was shiny things. Once he knew where she was he simply hunkered down to wait. Finally she began to move and Casanova resumed his shadowing of her. This time he kept an eye out for puny branches. When she found the length of necklace his nose wrinkled in annoyance. This was not good, not good at all! Where were the others? He was loath to engage a predator on the island. It just wasn't a good idea. The phrase 'don't shit where you eat' came to mind. But she was getting awfully close... When it became clear that the wolf was circling back to the cabins, Casanova turned around and ran back the way he'd come. Hearing her approach, Casanova hurried up onto the roof. In his haste one of his hind paws slid and he was forced to dig his claws in to save himself from sliding off the roof. Immediately he whirled to see how close the wolf was and to his dismay, she was in the clearing. Looking his way. Uh oh. Immediately he fell into con mode. His surprised expression smoothly morphed into something more affable. "Ah, hello down there. Hope I didn't startle you." |
Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.