Post by Wicker on Jan 31, 2016 19:14:21 GMT -6
NIGHTMARES ARE DREAMS TOO...
tag: @deadlyknight // words: 197 // notes: SORRY, SO LATE!
The dark pelted tom's frame shifted lightly as he padded through the darkness. He blended quite nicely in the cave's backdrop, allowing his green pools to be his only luminescence. Wicker padded aimlessly through the carved out canyon-way, his pools scoping gently around has he did so. Each paw step echoed louder than the last, a booming melody springing up from his toes.
His muzzle had a small grin on it, he took the chance to set up a makeshift den as he slowly dragged along the supplies he needed. The crafty tortoiseshell had a selection of bark which he decided to use as a small break between where he would craft a small nest made up of moss and silky leaves and where he would keep the fresh kill he brought for himself. He prodded the bedding gently, his paws warming as he did so. The small bits of bark were easily wedged into spot, allowing the cave to seem a little more cozy. Oh, how he wished for someone to be at his side.. Someone whom he could carry out his day with.. A friend, even. He breathed a calm sigh and continued with his being.
His muzzle had a small grin on it, he took the chance to set up a makeshift den as he slowly dragged along the supplies he needed. The crafty tortoiseshell had a selection of bark which he decided to use as a small break between where he would craft a small nest made up of moss and silky leaves and where he would keep the fresh kill he brought for himself. He prodded the bedding gently, his paws warming as he did so. The small bits of bark were easily wedged into spot, allowing the cave to seem a little more cozy. Oh, how he wished for someone to be at his side.. Someone whom he could carry out his day with.. A friend, even. He breathed a calm sigh and continued with his being.
