"Takot ko lang sa 'yo!" saad ng lalaki. At muli siyang niyakap ng mahigpit. Nang makakita ng pagkakataon ay ninakawan pa siya nito ng halik sa mga labi.
A young boy of 14 years of age was crouching atop a tree top, quietly waiting for his prey to fall into the trap he had laid. A small iron sword was hung on his waist, with a small bow and a quiver containing some arrows sling across his back. The boy was clad in black robes, which had an unusual cut and make, making it seem like the robe was altered from it's original look. The boy maintained his position as steady as a rock, showing a patience unlike someone in his age. A sudden twitch of the shrubbery below alerted the boy of his incoming quarry. Soon a boar, double the size of normal wild boars, came out of the shrubbery, sniffing around with it's large snout and looked at the dead deer in the small clearing ahead.
"Yes, great teacher."
Brad: Tch.. your modesty truly irritates me..
"Oke, mana Kunci Mobil kamu"Tyo langsung melepaskan satu tangan kanya.
Looking forward to read more of this story
*BAM*
"Yes?"
"Ah!" he interrupted "I may not be the CO of a battalion anymore but I'm still in charge of our squad so follow my orders, soldier."
Well, anyways, see ya at the monthly meeting at the Dao of Patience.
I can't help but accept it, but it does make me jealous–which then fuels my creativity!
Gaara: "Enough Kankuro!"