Post by rockylovesyou on Aug 8, 2011 19:39:48 GMT -5
I don't wanna go to heaven,
if they don't want me.
if they don't want me.
Allegro was sitting on they highest hay bale he could find. His tail swayed side to side, his large hazel eyes scanning the barn. There were several other loners there, some rogues, as well. He was not seen, it was too dark, up in the corner of the barn. It was cozy, but had a breeze, so he stayed comfortable. It was his favorite spot. He lived there, he had customized it, it was the right softness and the exact amount of hay in all the right places. That one hay bale was his, and his only.
The serval pelted feline crept off of his bed and leaped his was down the stairs of hay bales, feeling his paws on the hard, packed down dirt. A cloud of dust rose as he landed. He slowly made his way made his way out of the barn, onto the field. He felt a wind gust past him, through his fur, brushing away dust and dirt that was caked in. He smiled at the sense of being clean; it felt nice to be free of grime for once. He knew it would be filthy again faster than he could notice, but he enjoyed it while he could.
He began to trot around in the field, his head and tail high, his eyes staring straight ahead. A mouse crossed his line of sight; he darted towards it, and followed it, chasing it at full speed. His body shrunk, then grew into a long, elegant stride, almost as a cheetah in the wild would run. He pounced, jaws wide, teeth barred. He caught the mouse in his paws. He rolled onto his back and tossed the mouse into the air, chuckling and tossing it around playfully. Finally, he threw it as hard as he could, and caught it in his paws, claws unsheathed. It squeaked before dying immediately, he devoured the small rodent quickly.
You take the left, I take the right
under arrest, we're under fire.
this lovely post is 336 words. it's for no one, and i'd like to say ee! first post!
under arrest, we're under fire.
this lovely post is 336 words. it's for no one, and i'd like to say ee! first post!