12-01-2011, 11:49 AM
Merlin wake up with a start as the strong gust of cool wind brushed over his brown fur. He sniffed up the fresh chill and rubbed his lightly rested eyes. He shook his head clear of the icy blast and slowly got to his feet. The cold night and stiffened his muscles and made him feel drowsy. He looked over at the black pile of soot that was left over last night’s fire. His eyes felt chilled and in pain so he rubbed them again. He reached over to the side of the cave and grabbed his silken scarf. He quickly wrapped it round his neck and began to move to the mouth of the cave. Before he even got outside, he could see the flood of snow that had entered his home. He sighed, at any other time he would be excited about the sight of snow, but right now, on this cold morning, the last thing he wanted was cold, wet ice lying over the forest. He walked outside and immediately covered his eyes from the violent rays of the bright sun over the ice. He walked further outside and scratched at the ground, the snow wasn't soft, it was icy and cold.
Merlin grumbled to himself on remembering that he hadn't eaten since last morning, and needed a suitable meal. He stumbled back into the cave to retrieve his knife and bag. He came back out and sighed again. "What animal would want to be outside on a day like this?" He asked himself.
He walked towards the forest entrance to begin his hopeless hunt.
Merlin grumbled to himself on remembering that he hadn't eaten since last morning, and needed a suitable meal. He stumbled back into the cave to retrieve his knife and bag. He came back out and sighed again. "What animal would want to be outside on a day like this?" He asked himself.
He walked towards the forest entrance to begin his hopeless hunt.