Literature
Dark Jungle, Eight
Dark Jungle,
Eight
With all the commotion subsided and the audience returning back to their ordinary day. All that was left were the two men still unconscious and laying in the street.
Lion-o noticed kneeling beside one of the men was a very small woman. She couldn't be more than 3 feet tall with short white hair, she was a mouse.
“Who's that,” he asked motioning to the lady.
"Why that's Row." Acknowledged Monrey, "she owns the rats nest."
"Good afternoon Row," yelled Monrey, waving her hand high above her head.
The mouse's head shot up and narrowed her eyes in their direction, "Monrey, are you here to pay your tab?"
"I don't h
