09-15-2018, 10:46 PM
What started out as pleasant and calm sunny day quickly turned later down the line, cloudy and dark. It slowly began to drizzle as Marcellus walked along the coastline on a small walk. His paws carried him at a slow pace, his eyes glancing out along the horizon as there was nothing but rain falling, the distance foggy. The sand beneath his paws slowly became more and more muddy and sticky, the wet soiled grains clinging to the fur on his paws as he could feel the mild drops of rain absorb into his pelt and slowly begin to weigh him down with the droplets.The king cheetah shook out his pelt to get rid of some of the rain that weighed him down, the sound of thunder rumbling in the distance but very mild. Marcellus began to pick up his pace as he was now in a hurry to get back to his hut, his paws kicking up the muddy sand as the sound of thunder grew louder and louder, lightning illuminating his pelt as he ran along the shoreline in a hurry to get back to his shack. His eyes narrowed as the limping male tried to run through the raindrops, the rain falling onto his face.
The rain quickly picked up and grew harsh, the winds blowing through the trees as lightning struck with the loudness of the rumbling of thunder. His eyes looked around and finally in view was his shack. By the time he saw it he was practically breaking into a bound, paws pounding against the ground as he broke through the rain and ran straight to the shelter of his shack, lying under the overhanging roof with a huff as his pelt was drenched. His pale eyes looked towards the ocean briefly to see the craziness of the waves, crashing loud against the shore and the tides getting higher. For a moment he could see a figure break out of the water before the waves had crashed and consumed the figure once more. "Just my imagination." He muttered to himself as he looked away from the water briefly and looking back up to reveal multiple figures leaving the water. His eyes widened and instantly he sprang to his paws, looking around frantically. What the hell? He began to back up as his eyes lied upon the multiple figures in front of him: crabs.
Thousands of them, maybe even millions of them. A warning yowl escaped his mouth as he looked around at the army of crabs as they walked up upon the shore, a few of them holding red flags in their claws as the army of them quickly approached his shack and eventually breached land. The male wasted no time in springing to his paws and turning to run towards the jungle where he would look back again to see that more crabs had breached the surface, his eyes widened in terror as he watched them go into his shack, most of them climbing and consuming the shack under their numbers. For a moment he wanted to stay and defend his shack but he knew that he was no more than outnumbered at the millions of crabs. Instantly the king cheetah turned once more and ran for what seemed like his life, thunder and lightning crackling in the background as the lightning illuminated the scene before him, screams of terror leaving the residents of the beach as the crabs had successfully taken over the shore, forcing residents from their home and soon the crabs making their way across the entire island.
It was a crab invasion.
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The rain quickly picked up and grew harsh, the winds blowing through the trees as lightning struck with the loudness of the rumbling of thunder. His eyes looked around and finally in view was his shack. By the time he saw it he was practically breaking into a bound, paws pounding against the ground as he broke through the rain and ran straight to the shelter of his shack, lying under the overhanging roof with a huff as his pelt was drenched. His pale eyes looked towards the ocean briefly to see the craziness of the waves, crashing loud against the shore and the tides getting higher. For a moment he could see a figure break out of the water before the waves had crashed and consumed the figure once more. "Just my imagination." He muttered to himself as he looked away from the water briefly and looking back up to reveal multiple figures leaving the water. His eyes widened and instantly he sprang to his paws, looking around frantically. What the hell? He began to back up as his eyes lied upon the multiple figures in front of him: crabs.
Thousands of them, maybe even millions of them. A warning yowl escaped his mouth as he looked around at the army of crabs as they walked up upon the shore, a few of them holding red flags in their claws as the army of them quickly approached his shack and eventually breached land. The male wasted no time in springing to his paws and turning to run towards the jungle where he would look back again to see that more crabs had breached the surface, his eyes widened in terror as he watched them go into his shack, most of them climbing and consuming the shack under their numbers. For a moment he wanted to stay and defend his shack but he knew that he was no more than outnumbered at the millions of crabs. Instantly the king cheetah turned once more and ran for what seemed like his life, thunder and lightning crackling in the background as the lightning illuminated the scene before him, screams of terror leaving the residents of the beach as the crabs had successfully taken over the shore, forcing residents from their home and soon the crabs making their way across the entire island.
It was a crab invasion.
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