Post by Poisonstar on Jan 17, 2011 19:40:03 GMT -8
Poisonstar slipped out of her den and grabbed a frog. Today she would eat with camp. She settled down, and began to nibble on it, smiling as it's warm flesh went down her throat. She was soon finished, so Poisonstar started to groom herself. She came across a bit of dirt, but Poisonstar was clean.
