#adorans

she's gnawing on something. vaguely, it  resembles something that might be a  bone. human? maybe. it's a definite possibility.  hunched over, with gnarled  fingers clutching at her prize, there are  sounds that are coming out of her mouth that aren't quite human.            the wind blows, and she catches a scent of            something that, like her, isn't quite human.            her first instinct is to leap up and attack, but           instead she'll just stand to her feet, slowly,           baring her teeth as a low growl starts to rumble           in her throat.    

I feel you! I've had all spring break to do it and I'm sitting here at 3am procrastinating with vine videos...