by The Kingpin » Thu Jul 05, 2007 11:16 pm
it was early morning. the sun still had not risen. a massive reptilian head jerked as it's eyes opened up, it's pupils going thin, and it's collosal form rising from it's resting place, stretching, and letting out a rumbling growl as it did so. in the trees, the monkeys were stirred from their sleep, but dared not make a sound for fear that the mighty predator would eat them. Crusher had been having another nightmare. this one was of himself, at a small size, running from humans, who were charging after him and shooting. again, a fire surrounded him. it seemed to be a staple in every dream he had. fire. he also glimpsed a massive, elongated head. it belonged to a predator, but his memory of it was so bleak that he could barely remember anything but it's bright, greenish yellow eyes. he felt hungry. it was still dark, but he felt hungry. he decided that he would go for the old Anky herd again. not too far from the game trail, it was a common Predator's favourite, the aged herbivores not being capable of fighting off a determined predator, their old bones barely carrying their massive bulk. if anything, this was just the think he needed to get a good bit of practice dodging blows, even if the blows weren't lethal due to the weakness of the target he was up against. he walked off, licking his teeth as he thought of the flavour of the Ankies, which just improved as they got older...
"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