peril

*Neios* · 03-17-2014, 02:29 AM

Something about the intertwined aroma of death and muck enticed the young boy, and it had managed to draw him out of Elysium merely because of his boredom. He would weave over fallen trees and overgrown roots as he traveled deeper and deeper into the swamp, determined to reach the heart and discover its treasures- only there were no treasures here. Deep within the swamp lay a ghastly creature, one Neios had never come across before today that was trying to cleave his head off. He had managed to step upon the scalely tail of what appeared to be an overgrown swamp lizard(crocodile), and it had instantly retaliated, swinging backward and snapping at him with a mouth full of deadly daggers. He would back peddle, and the monster would follow him, determined to seek revenge in the mutt who had dared disturb its peace. Neios would huff in amusement, as he would not cower to even this deadly creature. He would swat a paw forward in a cat like motion, daring the creature to slink forward and take a bite of his extended appendage. Surly should anyone come across this scene they would be mortified- a child playing with a crocodile.

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