Earlao bent his head low to the ground sniffing the soil around him. Nothing, still no trace of any form of live animal worth eating yet. Letting out a quick snuff his electric blue eyes looked ahead, This was going to be much harder than he had first anticipated. Flicking his tail back and forth he dove headlong into the trees, his muscles pulling him further and further. He was racing through the forest feeling the air around him smelling the now fresh soil that had been upturned in the storm, making a sudden turn to the right he stopped only to regard the Taranis in front of him.
(I know its short but you may all begin)
