Autumn Is Here! (OPEN)

[Vrancho]

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[atrb=background,http://i1050.photobucket.com/albums/s413/SilentCallings/TangoTableMiddle.png] Tango sighed. He hated this place, but the new autumn breezes, the smell of autumn, the colorful leaves covering the headstones, it really helped, especially since you couldn't see the headstones. The sad, dreary place that Tango normally would never step a foot on was becoming the colorful place where he could hunt good game, game that was actually worth eating, like elk and deer and moose, no more rabbits, squirrels, and does. Tango leaped into the air, clearing a headstone. Oh, this was fun! He leaped again, clearing another headstone. The best day of his life, was the first day of autumn, his favorite season. He lifted his leg, and peed on a headstone, he moved to the next, and did the same. Leap over a headstone, pee on one, leap over a headstone, pee on one. After a while, he got sick of the game. He sniffed the leaves, and seemingly thousands of different scents that had been welled all up in the leaves hurled at him. Oh yes, oh oh oh! There it was! Something dead, the lovely scent that begged him to use it as perfume, which was what he did. He rolled in the leaf spot where he'd smelled the odor. Tango rubbed his fur in the wonderful odor, which was now surrounding his body. What a wonderful day.