Just Dance
07-12-2013, 12:06 AM
This was fast becoming a guilty pleasure of his. This small plot of heaven, this small land of peace. The willows dragged low, their branches weeping to the forest floor, creating blooms of utter privacy, natures blessed spots. he found himself often lazing about in these woods. Its natural beauty, the gentle babbling of the streams, the soft pitter patter of other animals. It made his heart swell and his body relax. His belly was full, filled to the brim with a delectable dining of ants and a scrumptious desert of termites! Antsolutely delicious! His body was nearly seven feet long and covered in lengthy, course, fur. With a rather loud grunt, he sank to the ground, limbs sprawling haphazardly and cranium resting against the dirt. He remained sprawled for quite some time, absorbing the warmth of spring, soaking in the rays of sunshine! His hearing, he had come to surmise was much greater than that of these native souls... wolves. He could actually hear the ants scrambling about in their hidey holes, he could hear those termites scampering up and along the bark. They were his and ripe for the taking and the sound of a wolf approaching... it thundered in his brain like a war drum. He could hear a single soul drawing near and was suddenly hit with the irresistible urge to dance.... and who was he to deny such things? He lumbered up and onto his feet before bracing himself and rising up on his hind legs, his incredibly lengthy torso twisted this way and that beneath the willow, his elongated cranium bobbing to some unsung beat and his forelimbs grooving in a round about fashion... oh ya... he still had it. Speech, |