whispers in the rain

Wild Fauna cameo. At your service!

The little brown bat winged his way through the dark forest. Considering it was dark and his vision was poor, he had trouble telling what time of day it was. The part of him that was supposed to be in tune with those things was broken, leaving the little bat a bit insane as he roamed just as easily in full daylight as he did in full darkness. Echo location was pretty bad ass that way. It didn't require light to see by. Just vibrations that told him where things were and where to go.

He squeaked to note this tree and that tree. He flew jagged patterns through the woods as he hunted mosquitoes and other tasty snacks. Mm. That one was good. That bug was juicy. That other one had a nice crunch to it. With all the snacking, he was getting terribly full and with all the flying he was wiggling things right through his system until he realized he really needed to take a crap.

The advantage to flying was that one could pretty much go where ever they so desired. It simply deposited from one's rump and fell wherever it landed. In this instance, Asbestos winged his way across the gray wolf and dropped the kids off like little torpedoes of legitimate bat shit. Insane.

-Asbestos exits-