Boredom

Sixx broke into a small lope along theplains, bored out of his mind. He'd harrassed glaciem enough and needed something else to keep his ever wondering attention. He stopped in a small clearing, the wind catching his white fur and wisking it around on his back. The feeling sent a shiver down his spine at the akward feeling. He irritably laid down to escape the gust as it passed. He needed to find someone new to antagonize...?

He sighed looking around seeing no one... Well maybe it was time to find one! He jumped up looking at a small squirl ot the ground. Odd seeing a squirl with no tree. Oh well, beggar cant be chosers. He lept tward the squirl grabbing it by its tail anf carrying the living creature around with him as he walked, just waiting on someone. Hopefully the smell of squirlblood would attract someone.