by Nerdy Dinosaur » Thu Jul 14, 2011 10:04 am
Lupe sped forward, at high speeds almost as soon as he started running. He singled out the doe, and it separated from its herd. The doe was struggling, and slower than the others, but it still put up a good fight. She twisted and turned, trying to shake him off, but he only advance on it more. Finally, Lupe lurched forward, and opened his wings. He landed upon the wounded doe's back, and raked down its hind legs with her claws. Lupe tried to bite and latch onto it, but fell. He picked himself up and continued running, but waited for Myra to recover for him.
“I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.”
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your . You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You're on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who'll decide where to go...”
“I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!”