Mischievous Times

@gunnar and @gyda I haven't threaded with you guys all that much and would like to hope it ok that I started.

As Ein made his way out of the den he was feeling rather bored, he had become rather anti-social which didn't fit his current mood at all. Sitting back on his rump he thought of something to do, his head tilted to the side as he thought, his tail brushing back and forth on the ground absentmindedly. "There is nothing to do..." He said to no one in particular, more for his own peace of mind than anything else. He needed some inspiration, some idea that would spark a master piece of a plan inside his head.