Dec 13 2015, 03:08 AM
Ah, this was a nice spot.
Todd's big brown eyes scanned the area with nothing short of excitement in his eyes. Like always, he'd been exploring, bouncing around as he chased glittering lights and whatever small creatures or insects just so happened to saunter into his field of vision. But of course, he was too eager to ever catch anything, and the closest he'd gotten was to pin a cave mouse beneath his paws and hold it there, unsure of what to do with it.
Then it bit him, and Todd could only watch as the tiny creature fled, lucky to exist another day.
As his explorations had continued, he'd come upon a tunnel leading away from Polaris, a narrow tunnel but one that coaxed him onwards with a pleasant scent. And that was where he was now, pleasantly seated on a patch of moss as his nose twitched away, trying to pinpoint the source of the sweet, sugary scent that filled the air. He was curious, he wanted to see what it was and what it tasted like.
Perhaps it was the moss?
A small bite mark remained in a patch on the far wall, where he'd bit into it, only to spit it out. Plants didn't taste good, apparently. Especially not moss. But that scent was still there, tantalizing. Without properly thinking it over, Todd lay down on his soft bed of moss and stretched out his neck to experimentally lick moisture from the damp cave walls.
Todd's big brown eyes scanned the area with nothing short of excitement in his eyes. Like always, he'd been exploring, bouncing around as he chased glittering lights and whatever small creatures or insects just so happened to saunter into his field of vision. But of course, he was too eager to ever catch anything, and the closest he'd gotten was to pin a cave mouse beneath his paws and hold it there, unsure of what to do with it.
Then it bit him, and Todd could only watch as the tiny creature fled, lucky to exist another day.
As his explorations had continued, he'd come upon a tunnel leading away from Polaris, a narrow tunnel but one that coaxed him onwards with a pleasant scent. And that was where he was now, pleasantly seated on a patch of moss as his nose twitched away, trying to pinpoint the source of the sweet, sugary scent that filled the air. He was curious, he wanted to see what it was and what it tasted like.
Perhaps it was the moss?
A small bite mark remained in a patch on the far wall, where he'd bit into it, only to spit it out. Plants didn't taste good, apparently. Especially not moss. But that scent was still there, tantalizing. Without properly thinking it over, Todd lay down on his soft bed of moss and stretched out his neck to experimentally lick moisture from the damp cave walls.