WalkingDisaster
One Thousand Club
Kyanos skidded to an uncoordinated stop beside Lucid, dust dancing around his paws as he disrupted its peaceful rest. he snorted and looked at Lucid. I expect an answer, his expression said. He ruffled his pelt again and padded energetically into camp and collapsed on his side, rolling in the dust, then setting in a laid position. Kyanos smirked slyly at Lucid, his expression saying all.