Post by Loving/Insane Mom on Jan 5, 2008 14:03:23 GMT -5
An almost white she-cat made her way around the marsh. The ground beneath her paws was soggy. She could feel small amounts of water swish between her pawpads. A croaking sound caught her ear. They pricked forward as she took note of the sound. Her head immediately turned to see a small green figure moving in a hopping motion. Frog. Dinner. Her tongue licked her lips. Wildbreath made her way closer to it and then bent down into a crouch. The frog finished one hop and then she leapt. the slimy skin was in her mouthand she swiftly broke it's neck.