Qeya River i wanna kill the lights

the little devil had wandered off from both of his mother's sight, a wicked smile dressed up his punk attitude like warning signs on the road. watch out people, it's bumpy up ahead! despite the delinquent little strut he held, sparrow had spent the morning being an absolute angel, which should have roused the suspicion of anyone who spent more than a minute in his presence. 

but his guardians were busy with his siblings and as soon as they made the mistake of taking their eye off him, he'd slipped away.

he was now a ways off, head buried in the soft soil he'd found until — there! he plucked a juicy and magnificently fat earthworm from the ground and set it aside on a leaf he'd plucked earlier. a little giggle erupted from him as he went back to his task, kicking up dirt and sending it flying behind him without a care in the world. if anyone sent up calls demanding him back home, either didn't hear them or outright ignored them.