by quardie » Sat Dec 03, 2011 10:11 am
Willow stalked through the undergrowth. She peered out of the bush at the squirrel, which was still very focused on his acorn. Willow looked in front of her. No sticks or anything she might step on. She crept up silently to it. Right when it looked up from it's acorn, Willow launched herself at the squirrel and snapped it's neck before it could escape.