by Hopeflower » Sun Jun 29, 2008 2:25 pm
Night had slipped out of the cave unnoticed, and the scent of blood and fresh meat announced her return. Her catch was a skinny rabbit, but it'd be more than enough for a pup. The silver, black and white female laid down and stared out of the cave, past the lion and the pup, out to the savannah.
Lusa rested her chin in the lion's paw once more, though her ears pricked excitedly at the scent of a fresh kill.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown