I've got bad luck anyway
11-25-2015, 12:21 AM
His little tail wiggled about as he crawled on the ground. Each step being held carefully, though his back legs still in the air as he tip-toed forward. Carefully hushing himself as he giggled. If he wasn't quiet then the voices would get to him. His paws spread against the floor of the forest, listening to his outside surroundings. The bits and pieces of twigs sticking to his matted fur only would probably attract more attention. Not that he cared really, that's how he had gotten to smell so bad with all the dead things that he liked to roll in.
As he started to roll onto his back, he was perfectly content with his tummy being exposed to the world. Humming to himself he stared at the night sky above him. The stars giving out their glow, he was also curious about those things. What purpose did they really have. They were never always the same aside for a few other stars, Ritsy would never try to decamp that mystery but it was still interesting at least. Now he was contently covered in more dirt. |
Warning: This character is prone to violent unpredictable actions