A/N: Sixteenth disclaimer, same as the first. Wow, we're really sixteen chapters in?
Alright, I know this one is short, but bear with me. Figured I could give you guys something as I start getting dragged in a few different directions by a couple of wildly sporadic plotbunnies and muses. Turns out that the summer season really is the best in terms of inspirational motivation, good news for you lot. :)
Enjoy!
Sneaking:
Many moons, colds, and warms had passed since the reptile's little forays into the place of the two-leggeds. He had grown, about to the size of a thick-footed cloppy thing that he would see two-leggeds ride from time to time. This made it more difficult to hide, and sometimes to play chase with the strange honky-things, but part of him couldn't help but feel somewhat proud of the change in size. He'd like to see any two-leggeds try to chase him away again, that was for sure!
He still remained interested. Out of all the creatures he had seen, two-leggeds were the most confusing, and entertaining ones to look at. Every minute something new seemed to be happening. Though there was a time, over the years, that perplexed him most of all. It was when lots of cloppy-hoofs came pulling rolling tree-caves, and even more two-leggeds. These newcomers though were all different, from their color to their smell, or at least from what he could tell at this distance. Speaking of distances, his curiosity had brought him a little closer every time, and he was even more emboldened by the fact that not one of the two-leggeds seemed to notice his yearly advance. Perhaps he hadn't lost his touch at hiding and sneaking after all.
Alright, folks, how do you think this one's gonna go? Be honest.