by the pricking of my thumbs

Traydon River

This river is famously known for its fish!

by the pricking of my thumbs
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Posted on December 20, 2014 at 06:20:59 PM by Cedric

It was cold, and although it was still quite early, it was already getting dark. Even during the early hours, everything had been shielded from sunlight. It was truly winter now, and the young fox loved it. It was his favourite time of year. Despite being petite, he was resilient, and much accustomed to harsh weather. It didn�t bother him at all, in fact he was rather enjoying himself. Trotting along, he thought about how beautiful it looked when blood splashed on snow. That tantalizing contrast of the vibrant and blank colour, like a fresh spread of paint on a canvas. Yes, thought Cedric. That was what he enjoyed most about winter.

As a kit, his eyes had been blue; innocent, perhaps, but they were now as they had been for the past year or so, a shockingly bright red. They were closer to purple than pink, on the darker end of the spectrum, and so it made for a rather intimidating demeanour. His sleek, mottled coat was various shades of black and red, perhaps described as a merle patterning. Still, he had most of the characteristics of a fox; the white tip of the tail, the black rims around the ears and eyes.

Trotting through the snow, he smelt a rabbit. Not usually to his taste, but it would have to do. He was getting hungrier. Perhaps, tomorrow night he would get a real bite to eat. For now, the rabbit would have to suffice. The male stalked its scent, and soon began to hear it too, snuffling along the snow. His tail twitched in excitement. Then, he saw the creature, but to his dismay, he was also looking directly at a vixen. Well, he would just have to see if they could kill it together, then maybe she�d share it with him. He was wary of she-foxes, especially as they were so hard to come by these days.

Without warning, he pounced at the rabbit, attempting to come down on it from above. He leapt elegantly and athletically. His warm breath came out of his open mouth and spread like tendrils through the air while leaping; his elongated teeth flashed briefly into sight. Perhaps the vixen would notice that Cedric was a vampire.

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Burning, Burning, Burning... - By Bandit's Rage December 22, 2014 at 02:51:07 PM
- something wicked this way comes - By Cedric December 23, 2014 at 07:15:16 PM
  - Burning, Burning, Burning... - By Bandit's Rage December 28, 2014 at 06:30:13 PM

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