Post by Shakal on Nov 27, 2007 13:57:57 GMT -5
Shakal rose from the shadows slowly, to maximum effect. He was feeling particularly malicious and, to his delight, the three travellers had dispersed quickly and silently. To scared to scream. He smiled to the extent a Shade can smile.
Lowering himself back into a darker shadow, Shakal began to gorge himself, his body becoming darker and darker, closer and closer to becoming pitch black, even beyond. Shakal was feeling intense pleasure at this.
The night was perfect. Bright moonlight meaning the darkest of shadows. Only problem was he would find it harder to move to a different feeding ground, as it were.
Lowering himself back into a darker shadow, Shakal began to gorge himself, his body becoming darker and darker, closer and closer to becoming pitch black, even beyond. Shakal was feeling intense pleasure at this.
The night was perfect. Bright moonlight meaning the darkest of shadows. Only problem was he would find it harder to move to a different feeding ground, as it were.