Children of the Corn

He was tired, soooo tired. He was sleeping hard when the call from Enigma rang through the barn, and he seemingly didn't budge. His nose twitched in his sleep, his back leg kicked as he laid on his side in the horse stall that he had taken up as his makeshift den. His body was half covered in hay as he used it to burrow in for warmth. He was sound asleep, resting peacefully after the long day of play from the day before.

So far, that's all his life really was. It was boring sometimes, but Wyrm did his best to make it interesting. Everything was able to be dominated- his brother, his sister, logs, frogs, rats, cats! ALL OF IT! And without anything bigger than him yet to tell him otherwise, this is how he planned on spending all of his days.

Right after this short commercial break. Zzzzzz.