by Darkdreamer » Mon Sep 17, 2012 3:48 pm
(Mag...the insane urge to poke you with something sharp, like a newly sharpened pencil, is overwelming)
Terror sliped over to fox camp, checking back to make sure yeti was following
Sky opened her eyes, making sure yeti and terror where gone. She yawned and stood up slowly, troting to the alpha den.