We Can't Just Chuck It Away, IT'S CHEESE! It Needs Eating!

Tarnish was growing stronger by the day and now cured of his illness he was eager to make up for lost time. Though, it might not looking it from how still he was. Crouched near a collection of rocks he barely moved, dark eyes fixed on an anole that was sunning itself nearby. There were a number of the lizards and he'd watched them for awhile before deciding to try and catch one. His ears pinned to his head, hind legs bunching under his frame… he pounced!

And he missed. "Shit!" Tarnish hissed as the little lizard scrambled back into the cracks between the rocks. This was harder than he thought. Above him he heard a cackling, croaking laugh from Worc as the crow watched the going-ons. Tar scowled. "You could try to help you know."

"And miss the show? I think not! Besides, how are you going to learn if I keep doing the work for you."

With a scowl he scuttled to the other side of the rock, hiding in its shadows and waiting for another chance.


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