Creatures Of The Night
Mello is strolling away from the room he and his mate shared, licking away the remnants of that evening’s feed that remained on his lips and chin. He really was a messy eater, but hunger won out over table manners any day… or night, for that matter.
He leaves the hallway for the stairwell with an idle yawn at having just awoken, stretching in a cat-like manner. His flexibility and reflexes were becoming rusty. Maybe there was a room he could practice in…
He leaves the hallway for the stairwell with an idle yawn at having just awoken, stretching in a cat-like manner. His flexibility and reflexes were becoming rusty. Maybe there was a room he could practice in…