a short stroy of our day with a few pics to explain:
It was the 25th and the weather was great, we all thought the roads would be packed with lots of prey to feed on but some how they all knew that the water was shark infested:
we went on the hunt but the others smelled the danger & tried to hide, only in mass groups did they come out to see if they were safe but then swam away in the other direction:
so along we kept looking for something to hunt but empty our waters remained as we swam through the murky "Black Forrest Territory"
Yes our maws were open wide & our teeth were razor sharp
as we passed through the alleys indiginous to the known food we were accustomed to only to find snacks not worthy of a probing bite
but still we were yet to find something to feast on...
(Part 2 coming soon)