" The rain wasn't pouring anymore but refused to cease while light drops still trickled down from the dark sky. Blood still lingered in the air even though the rain attempted to cover up the wretched scent. Tacoma stood still, rain softly flowing down his fur. His head hung in mixed emotions. A ray of light shown through the dark heavy clouds, right onto Tacoma's face. On the verge of crying, his tears turned into hatred. He stood thinking to himself 'What they did is unforgivable. They killed one of us, now we must kill one of them...' "
Just a cool storyline for this picture :)
Character and Image (c) Thorn