The Hyena
Cold as a block of ice, the red deviled Hyena nervously started to climb the massive icy mountain. I observed from a much taller mountain while eating a delicious jam sandwich.
It was chucking it down with rain, the sky was gun metal grey. Suddenly I heard a loud rumble. The unfortunate brown miserable Hyena fell down the mountain all the way to the bottom, the brown mountain started to shake.
I quickly jumped to the steering wheel of my fiat. set it to sixth gear, flames came out the exhaust
the black tyres spun like a merry go round flinging dust out the back.
Boys! You are a great writing team - your last two jointly-written 100 word challenges have been brilliant! You've included some excellent language, like 'gun metal grey' and 'spun like a merry go round' - well done (though I used to have a Fiat and flames definitely never came out of its exhaust!!!).
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very strange but excellent, loved your description, poor hyena. Did they escape though?
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