Slurp heaved his wieght exhaustingly, towards the nest. He couldn't travel by tree, since that would take a lot more energy and would diturb his stomach. He moaned, as the moon glistened on his skin. He senced the chimpunks around him, scurring away, to not be eaten by the paramite killer. Slurp thought of events that would happen when the Fleech queen praise him.
Slurp was to be disturbed, when the main entrances were destoried. This "minor" fall, was accomalated over time, causing none of the entrance to be used. Sure, there was tunnels that led into the base of the Fleechs, but those were too small for his wieght. Slurp needed find an emergecy route back into the mine.
OOC: I don't have a lot time to post. See ya soon.
Anyway, is it just me, or 3 people are the only real people posting?
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