So.Well, life is crazy. But I'm not dead. So yay. C:More Like This
Once I get through my pile of messages on here, I'll see if I can be more active.
...hah. I'm so funny.
Dancing with the Devil #13Chapter 13.More Like This
Icy cold wind lapped at Nightwing's midnight black fur, but he stayed statue still. His eyes, as cold as the wind in colour, were fixated on a small lizard, who in turn was stalking an insect of some kind. He moved closer on his to-be prey, each paw landing silently on the frosty, broken earth. Then the lizard made his move, a long tongue darting from his mouth, taking the insect from its perch and pulling it into the killer's jaws, quick as lightning. Engrossed with it's kill, the liard remained oblivious to Nightwing. And then he made the hunter the hunted, leaping from the debris of the brown leaved bushed, landing ontop of the lizard. He finished it off with one swift, well aimed bite. "Nice catch." Scarletpaw commented from her seat a few fox-lengths away, licking a delicate forepaw. Nightwing hardly aknowledged her praise, lifting his catch, and pushing his way back through the foliage. The raid on ThunderClan was to take place soon, and the clan needed feeding