hold onto me...
12-25-2014, 01:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-25-2014, 01:25 PM by Toxin.)
His head long charge was soon interrupted. His mother's lithe form would careen over his own and display in savage discipline. Her tone was harsh, though no more so than he had grown used to in his few short weeks of life. His eyes narrowed and he recoiled, ears pinning as he listened to her foreboding speech. Monsters? Well, he certainly didn't want to be eaten, only... He was so bored. "Yes Mother," he mumbled, and spun on his heels, attempting to escape her reach and return to his sibling's sides. At least if he was with them he might be able to get one of them between his own blue frame and his mother's crushing jaws. To the young male this seemed like a very good plan, and he was quite proud of himself for thinking of it. He skittered around Ganja's hind end before sitting down with a thwump. He had never really wanted to cross the border anyways, he convinced himself. He'd only wanted to cause trouble, and it had worked, so that meant that he'd won. The snow was cold, he realized belatedly. It came halfway up his body and his eyes narrowed, miffed that he was not large like his father. "Mother. When will I be big? This snow is stupid." His words were choppy and mumbled in the way of children but there meaning was clear. Toxin was quite unhappy with this predicament, even if he would get rebuked for whining. He was so entranced by his misery that he did not notice a stranger had appeared among them. "Talk" "You" Think |