My life like a midway
10-13-2014, 12:59 AM
At first Vereux had thought he was sick again. After trying to get rid of a rather annoying bird, he had ended up eating these strange things that didn't taste too bad. His body felt light, and he couldn't help but to smile, but of course what he didn't realize what he had eaten was psychoactive drugs. Now he wasn't feeling the effects just yet, but all he knew really was that he felt great. Returning to the woods, he stepped carefully across the borders in a tip-toe like area. Maybe he hadn't been doing his duties properly, he did feel like he wasn't helping much. Though, these worries were always at the back of his head. His tail flicked back and forth. As he flopped down on his front and looked forward, why was everything so BIG! He must have SHRUNK! ?I speak? |