wormwood

The man slithered across the serpent planes. He was a serpent indeed. His body wiggled around in a fashion that was snake like. His tail danced upon his rear with ease. His silver eyes were slit as he chased after a Rabbit. The thing stood out in the light blanket of freshly fallen snow. His paws beat down into the snow, the Rabbit bounced easily through it. Kris snarled and finally pounced. His massive paws crashed down onto the brown creature and instantly his jaws slid down to crush the animals body. He felt the crimson liquid fill his mouth and he smirked. The man ravaged the small meal with hunger, oh how he enjoyed his food. His food, sex, and naps. The man shook off his fur and licked his delighted lips as he stood up once again. Silver eyes flickered over the plains in boredom. He snorted and began to trot aimlessly across the land. What a boring morning.