Golden Glade The Colour Red

This area suited him quite well, he decided.

The ground covered in fallen leaves in the shades of reds and oranges, Arslan felt right at home. Tail high and waving, he inhaled the pleasant scent of autumn.

Such peace did not suit him however, and he found himself growing rather bored. He had not had company for some time now - though such a fate was likely his own fault. 'Woe is me!' He wished to cry, but such a thing would look rather silly, would it not? What was the fun if nobody was here to laugh?

Laying down in the leaves he at once began to roll.