
Sliver fur shimmered in the dim light that covered oblivion, paws hit the paled grass with no sonud at all. Diamonte was bored ot of his mind as he kep his eyes scearching for anyone to talk to.
He blended with the gray complection of his surroundings so he could pass and go between territorys without attacks from others. But at this moment he wished he would be jumped, just so it would give him something to do.

