by The Kingpin » Wed Jul 11, 2007 7:16 pm
Crusher jerked from his sleep. his first reaction was to the fact Lightning and the youngsters were gone. off to hunt, no doubt. Hunter was on a patrol. he was there in the nest, and only Rampage, Exile and Blade were there. the two Raptors were resting. Crusher growled "Rampage, you stay here and watch them. i have a feeling something's going on that shouldn't be". he had woken up from another dream. it again involved the northern part of his territory. he walked out of the nest, heading for the north. soon, he heard a Raptor's wail. it was Steeltalon. and, if the wail meant what he thought it did, she along with several of the others were captured. Crusher snarled, his colours starting to change, as he charged forward, tearing through the jungle, his running shaking the area around him, as his rage increased. his eyes had gone red, his teeth were foly bared, his skin becoming vibrant, as he neared the source of the call...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG