Rim's POV

IN a mercurial style, I rolled over and pulled out my cramped pocketknife.

Inhaling the sizzling air of the night. I felt rage broke through my veins clamorously. my bones flipped against each other as I stretched to my dawn feet...

Okay, who are they?.

I sighed and glared at them.

"ROARRRRRRRRR! "  I roared and flashed my knife at them, scanned my eyes around. Jeez, I'm surrounded    "okay then I'm ready" I spats.

"Rorrrrrr!" One of them roared charging into me.  I dodged politely, spun and grabbed his shoulder. His screams almost tore the atmosphere apart as I stabbed into his throat. He gasped and fall over......