Post by Willow on Sept 18, 2010 17:06:10 GMT -5
(First post to Anil please. After that, don't care.)
Camping under a hospital bed and raiding the library weren't the only things Willow had been up to. Lately she'd taken to tracking a giant rat - that is to say, a possom. Opossom. No one cares. The little bastard had been knocking over trash cans and leaving a reek everywhere it went, especially near the little shack Willow had been sleeping in as of late. So tonight, Willow was ready.
She was camping this spot until the little toad showed up. The light of lamps glinted off her eyes, turning the silver-green irises faint copper. Her entire body was tense as a wire. She'd squish it to death and then feed it its own entrails. That damn thing was probably rabid, wouldn't that be her luck?
Restless, she'd walked around a little bit, but now she sat, like a mad sniper waiting for a giant moose to bust in. Willow had even left a few trash bags around, rather temptingly. That'd been nasty work, and kind of depressing. Who threw out a whole pizza? That was just stupid. Waiting ... Willow almost sighed, but realized if the possom - opossom - were lurking around. Well.
There came a sound, soft, barely noticeable. Willow's ears pricked up, eyes gleaming. Her haunches wiggled like a cat about to spring, and her tail brushed over the ground. A clink of something, perhaps one of the can she'd dropped being kicked. A low growl rumbled in her throat. She waited, sat ... the sound was just around the corner of the shack, any moment now he would round the corner and -
Willow shot forward like a mouse trap going off, snarling explosively. Got you, you damn rat!
Of course, just before impact she realized that this thing was much too large to be a possom.
Oops.