Post by thunderbird on Apr 19, 2014 21:46:31 GMT -5
A she German Shepherd paws splashed in the water around the stepping stones. She was on a high speed chase. She was in danger. Well her reputation would be crushed. She ran as fast as she could. She showed them why she's given the name Thuderbird. She landed on a branch with a loud BANG and sped off into the forest. Her bang was in her face so she blew then away. Her black and tan pelt made it even more difficult for then to truly spot her through the morning dew of the forest ahead. Her feathery tail blew in the wind. She grinned as she reached her 200th time of catching prey and getting away with it. She as getting tired of the ever so slow pack so she would move in sunhigh. She yawned and dug into her prey. They had all the prey that she knew of. She wanted to fight, but none of the could possibly get on her level.