04-08-2012, 10:18 PM
He had been sneaking through the tall grasses. The young Infernian child had escaped his captives this day and was adventuring on his own. They were fools, the lot of them, thinking that they were smart enough to keep him confined in the rooms of the mansion. Doors, hah. They were just another test of his skill as a mastermind in this world. His newest challenge lay just before him. Some unsuspecting victim had laid down to rest in the very area he was patrolling this day. His oversized ears pricked forward as a smile lit upon his lips. He would master the mountain before him and conqueror it before the day was through.
He crouched down low as he made his approach, the large pup was quiet for one with such large paws. He paused as the creature shifted slightly, his paw poised in midair as he silently waited for her to settle again. A devilish grin spread across his maw as the time passed and he was on the move once more. Soft clover underpaw made his job easier as he slide through the meadow with ease, his blue eyes brilliant and shining with the excitement of the task at hand as he shifted behind the mountain of a clan member, his tiny shoulders edging back and forth as he prepared to pounce.
And just like that the hybrid child sprang upon his victim, one fang catching on her fur as he scrambled to the top of the fluffy mountain of Infernian. His little fangs sprouted like a little snaggletoothed cat as he howled his victory in a pathetic attempted at showing who was boss. How hard could it be.. attacking the slumbering mountain of Alma after all.
He crouched down low as he made his approach, the large pup was quiet for one with such large paws. He paused as the creature shifted slightly, his paw poised in midair as he silently waited for her to settle again. A devilish grin spread across his maw as the time passed and he was on the move once more. Soft clover underpaw made his job easier as he slide through the meadow with ease, his blue eyes brilliant and shining with the excitement of the task at hand as he shifted behind the mountain of a clan member, his tiny shoulders edging back and forth as he prepared to pounce.
And just like that the hybrid child sprang upon his victim, one fang catching on her fur as he scrambled to the top of the fluffy mountain of Infernian. His little fangs sprouted like a little snaggletoothed cat as he howled his victory in a pathetic attempted at showing who was boss. How hard could it be.. attacking the slumbering mountain of Alma after all.