05-12-2019, 06:02 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-12-2019, 06:02 PM by selby roux !.)
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]It was at a distance that Selby first noticed the alligator. Its presence puzzled and startled him; didn’t these things usually keep to the water? He struggled to remember what to do if you came across a feral animal. Scream, yell, fight? Weren’t those last resorts? Was this a worst case scenario?
Not entirely sure he was doing the right thing, Selby crept back to his home. He took two trowels for noisemakers (and possibly weapons, depending on how poorly this went), and came running back.
He screamed, yowled, and banged the two trowels together as he approached, trying to scare it off. He stopped just a few feet away from the gator, fur fluffed up and tail lashing in an attempt to make himself seem scarier.
Not entirely sure he was doing the right thing, Selby crept back to his home. He took two trowels for noisemakers (and possibly weapons, depending on how poorly this went), and came running back.
He screamed, yowled, and banged the two trowels together as he approached, trying to scare it off. He stopped just a few feet away from the gator, fur fluffed up and tail lashing in an attempt to make himself seem scarier.