<blockquote><div><cite>BigBangTheroy wrote:</cite>I sat in the clearing with him, spotting you as you walked from the brush. My mouth began to water as I crouched. "Hello there, want to play?" I get to my feet, A toothy grin across my face. I wait for you to move, ready.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The lynx takes a step back. "What kinda game do you wanna play?" He asks cautiously.