It was late at night when Nick finally got out of class. Brushing a hand through his grey fur, he sighed – it was already dark out, and he hated walking home in the dark…even though the street lights kept everything nice and well-lit, he couldn’t help but feel nervous when walking around like this. It also didn’t help that it was getting colder in mid-October, so he found himself shivering a little bit while his long rabbit ears flopped back against his head. “Stup
Scruff Gets Rough
By: EagleEye
Favorited: 6 years ago
