Jaremiah was a bullfrog
06-01-2014, 04:09 PM
The Adravendi-Mathias girl's russet paws would carry her onward, still seeking out the presence of those that shared her blood. The babe would be distracted by the emptiness of her stomach, a grumbling of protest erupting from her gut. Isolde would frown as she continued on, in much need of a meal. Wayward paws would bring her to an expanse of land, seemingly home to thousands of winter dwelling birds. Chocolate eyes would grow wider, salmon tongue licking hungry lips. Delicate paws impatiently shifting forward, the princess would stop herself short before giving away her cover. Rusty ears would fall to her skull as her frame would pace to and fro, her mind contemplating strategies to fill her empty stomach. A whine would slip from her lips, haunches coiling beneath her. The sky bound creatures seemed not to take much notice of her being so far off. However she knew their answer for her eventual charge, and she had not the wings to follow into the air. She would huff, hungry and rather stumped. They seemed such an easy query from where she stood, experience told her otherwise however. She'd never successfully caught a bird before.? Speech |
