Ila walked through the trees, night had fallen but she was dead set on getting that scarf back for Shelly. She stopped as the orange stood out on the trees bark and quickly scampered towards it. 'That wasn't so hard!' she thought to herself, but when she reached for it, the air filled with mocking laughter and the scarf pulled just out of her reach. " Harf Harf Harf! Did you see that fella's? The poor baby quilava tried to get the scarf! Harf Harf Harf!" Laughed a murkrow sitting high in a branch. Ila grimaced, locating the Murcrow with the scarf she jumped at a tree, launched herself off, and grabbed onto it, catching the Murkrow by surprise " Hey baby quilava that ain't yours!" " It's not yours either you stupid bird!" She called back, her flames igniting from anger.
My submission for the scarf retrieval =u= I am very pleased with it. Now to finish the sunkern picture!
Art and Ila (c) Me