[Desert Rain Frog]

SilverStorm's Eyes Fluttered Open. Deep, Blue Flames, Starred At The Wall Of The Den. "Good Morning.." He Strained His Voice As He Stretched Out. Sitting Down, He Groomed Out Clumps Of Moss That Had Clung To His Fur While He Had Slept. He Padded Out Into The Morning's Light And Left To Hunt.