username; Chausie
name; Tyke
gender; Male
short personality; Daredevil, agile, reserved, and energetic.
story; It was a very hot day, the air was dense and packed with dust. Tyke was surrounded by dry grass and dirt, his paws deeply buried in it as he sunk low to the ground. He was on a crocodile hunt, and all he needed was one crocodile tooth. A low growl sounded from deep beneath the river's surface, Tyke could see the water parting apart to reveal shiny grayish green skin. The crocodile was also on a hunt, it's almost-square jaw poking out of the water. It slowly swam to the shore and set afoot on Tyke's territory while he readied himself to pounce. He waited for the right moment and.. BAM! He was on it in a heartbeat, wrestling with it until it got tired and calmed down. He had the perfect opportunity to grab a wiggling tooth, with his paws full he opened the crocodile's jaws and slowly went for the tooth. SNAP- they closed without a struggle, the crocodile whammed Tyke against the ground with it's jaws on his head. Tyke felt his blood pulsing through his veins like a raging lion's, he slashed his claws across the crocodile's eye and it let him go. Miraculously he managed to escape, not without a wound on his eye, and what he held in his paw was one crocodile tooth.
