Posion That Never Stung

N/A · 11-09-2014, 09:02 PM

Setting: Noon | Cloudy

Just last night Cygnus had been looking at these forest as the most hell like place he had been in. But now with the normal day light he looked at these trees in a whole new way. They were a more warming fire color than a scary one. Cygnus like the willows looking like this way. It made him feel more welcomed by them. Which might have explained why he found himself laying underneath the protection of one.

Not only had Cygnus been just relaxing at the under the tree, he had found something interesting to say the least. The dark male had gotten himself a hare. Though instead of eating it Cygnus had been playing with it. Picking it up, tossing it in the air, dragging it around. He found himself amused by it.

Rolling onto his back with the hare in his mouth Cygnus lightly gnawed on the paw of the dead hare. To anyone walking by he would surely look odd. Perhaps he might look like a grown man acting like a young child.

"Speech"

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