Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27235572-20150831225012/@comment-27226023-20150901004106

The slick black nose wrinkled upon picking up a foul scent. Black lips curled back. Claws extended. Fur bristled.

There he was. The beast's body tremored excitedly, the thrill of the hunt almost getting the best of biding patience that was threatening to crack under the weight of its bloodlust.

Be patient, watch him a little, stay clam...

The paws treaded lighty, daintly upon the forest floor, taking special care not to step on twigs or leaves or anything that would signal a prescence. The beast was swift and silent. Waiting. Biding time. Wait wait wait... mere feet apart, shadowing the footsteps of what was about to be a fairy unfortunate victim to a beastly trickster.

After what seemed like eternity a small, clawed hand picked up a twig from off the ground. They followed the boy a few more steps...one, two, three...