The Terrors Of The River

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by sock

Dirtkit amber and blue hues followed Shardkit's gaze, and his own owl-eyed stare was overtaken by a look of amusement. He found his paws drifting towards the gathering of insects, claws unsheathed.

Dimkit flashes a shiny smile full of fangs before he approaches the bugs, wielding his shard of glass as if it were a scepter of light.

(I had to change his name. Shardkit isn't valid. ;n; )

[sock]

Originally Posted by soldier

Dimkit flashes a shiny smile full of fangs before he approaches the bugs, wielding his shard of glass as if it were a scepter of light.

(I had to change his name. Shardkit isn't valid. ;n; )

(aw ;n; at least now their names both start with D :3)

Dirtkit pressed his paw down, allowing a few insects to crawl onto his dirty white fur, before summoning saliva to his mouth and spitting on his paw, drowning the bugs. Any that survived, he used his claws to kill.

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by sock

(aw ;n; at least now their names both start with D :3)

Dirtkit pressed his paw down, allowing a few insects to crawl onto his dirty white fur, before summoning saliva to his mouth and spitting on his paw, drowning the bugs. Any that survived, he used his claws to kill.

The smaller tom lets out a soft giggle before he grips a smaller bug and starts to carve it to shreds.

[sock]

Originally Posted by soldier

The smaller tom lets out a soft giggle before he grips a smaller bug and starts to carve it to shreds.

Dirtkit watched with fascination, a grin crossing his face again.