The wind wafted the scent of the ocean to the red maned, middle aged feline's sensitive nose. He sighs and leans back. He lights his paw ablaze and licks it clean.
"Ahhhhhh~ Sprout Island~ Lovely today...~"
He chuckles softly. A squid like masculin figure joins him.
"Hey Smolder~"
He clamly states. The Feline smiles.
"Hey Winston."
He lets a sigh out, the squid being lies down next to him.
SMOLDER'S POV
I'm a Firepaw, as explained by my name, I'm a fire monster that looks a lot like a anthro lion. My coat is bright read with a small yellow crest crowning my head. My friend Winston, is a Wamiami. His species is kind of like a squid and an octopus. He's intresting, yet very kind. We both have known eachother the day we were freed from our blue and yellow cubes. Today seemed to be a great day to just lounge around and enjoy yourself. I hear a sudden stir and a comotion coming from Winstion and My camp near the large sprout that earned this island its name.
"What's going on?"
Winston asks me, I shurg and get up and look over. A green spine flies out at me and hits me in the should.
"Gah!"
I fall back and almost imediatly start counghing.
"Dude! You're hit!"
He exclaims, I groan.
"You don't say..."
I start to feel dizzy.
"Dude... heal me, ain't feeling to good..."
He reaches out to heal me, but I pass out before he could...
"Wake up!... Man! Please... for me."
I hear faintly as my vision returns.
"W-winston?"
I moan out, feeling like shit.
"Dude! Some giant grass spider thing took the sprout!"
He exclaims, I try to get up, my legs still to weak.
"W-why?"
I ask softly, my voice horase.
"They think it has some power... should we stop them?"
I think over it, I look around a bit, it was nightfall...
"We'll have to save it for tomarrow... I'm hurting to much..."
Winstion sighs and nods.
"Okay... just rest up old friend... looks like we might be in for more than we barganed for..."
He lays me back down and places his head on my fluffy chest... I had to admit... this was the hardest night's rest I ever had...
