Post by R*E*A*P*E*R on Dec 23, 2008 18:19:52 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]The small form of Eaglefur made its way through the dripping wet ferns. He let out a snort of irritation as a cascade of water poured down from one of the leaves. It was cold, wet, and it would freeze as soon as it was done raining. The snow on the ground had quickly turned to slush. He shivered, whiskers twitching.[/glow] "There is no way food can be found in this."
