Blacktail Deer Plateau riptide

Weird post is weird. My bad.

Constantine nudged a rock over, his fiery eyes blinking as dozens of ants seemed to explode from the chaos he had just created. Small and black, they seemed to crawl from evert crevice in a sudden frenzy, anxious to figure out what had just happened to their home.
 
Constantine felt like that sometimes, too.
 
A yawn escaped his dark jaws in that moment, and blinking, the youth glanced up sharply, lifting one paw and flicking it as he felt the touch of one of the ants. Prowling away from his ‘destruction,’ the boy ambled onward, his tail waving behind him as he attempted once more to find something to satiate his boredom.