CloverKit
TAGS= Dog
"Tank you moma!" She said, scarfing it down hungrily. She was so grateful for the hunters, food that is easy to kill, the food pile, and her mother. The vole was delicious, once she bit into it the taste spat through her mouth, as her tiny teeth rounded the soft meat, and chopped it down tiny enough to swallow. Hmmmm........ She thought, as she finished a couple more bites. She felt guilty by not finishing it, so she crawled out of her mother's warm fur, and scattered to the food pile, putting the halfway eaten vole on top of the pile.
~Burns ^^ Check out my rp! Normal is too boring, be different
They laugh at me because I'm different,
I laugh at them because they're all the same
Baby I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream
I don't have time for the bows..