Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28439145-20170829045226/@comment-26510374-20170912153751

I heard the faintest of rustling in the bushes again. The breeze blew in again, and I caught the tiniest whiff of something... Goat, maybe, or it might be llama- I hadn't smelled either in a while.

Instantly the hissing voice told me to find it and kill it. I couldn't contain my urges for much longer.

I thought fast and then started to sing an old song my father taught me- tweaked just a bit.

"Oh Lord, oh Lord, what have I done? Felled a young goat for my fam'ly dy'un. Oh Lord, oh Lord, I'm begging you please- don't take their dinner from me. Oh, don't take their dinner from me."

Hey, that sounded way better than I thought it would.

"Oh Lord, oh Lord, what do I do? Strayed so far that I'm nothing like you. Like I was raised on the edge of the Devil's Backbone, oh I just wanna take this home. Oh, I just wanna take this home."

"Ooooohh..." I hummed like my father did. Pushing down my predatory urges, I swept my icy gaze in the bush's direction.