LEOPOLD
He was gone. The baby cobra that was his comfort was gone. the child was shaking slightly as he exited his room. Eyes wild as he left behind a room trashed now. Bed over turned, drawers pulled out and emptied, closet trashed. It was all in tatters and he was now freaking out. Running up the hallway at full tilt. Paws thumping the stone floor as he entered the main hall. Frantically searching under every chair and table.
(c)trexgirl