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climb the fence, books and pens - RIP Poppy - January 30, 2018

The sadness hadn't left her yet, though it was abating; she found that throwing herself into watching the herds as Valette had instructed helped greatly. She hadn't yet seen the leader, though disliked the thought of simply staying away from her. It seemed wrong, somehow. Her mother hadn't explained, in her many lessons, how to handle grief, and thus Poppy assumed that she ought to figure it out herself. 

Carefully did the stretch her head this way and that as she made her way past the borders again, remembering something she'd seen when she'd met the dark girl. Her attention was stolen, however, by the brightness that infused everything; odd, for the middle of the night. Craning her neck up as much as it would allow with burning, she peered owlishly at the moon, massive and lit brightly against the stars the twinkled around it. They seemed so unimportant beside the moon, and quite taken with the sight, Poppy plopped onto her haunches to watch the stars and the moon as they hung heavy in the sky.



RE: climb the fence, books and pens - Tater Tot - January 31, 2018

Tot, unaware of things like "borders" and "respect" and all that jazz, didn't even notice the faint smell of wolf around her. She was far too concerned with the world around her and how absolutely different it was from the farm. At the same time... she did miss the farm. But there was excitement to be had out here in the wild! And Tot was certain that Longshanks and her wolf friend were gonna provide lots of adventures.

The last thing Tot expected to see out here was another dog that looked an awful lot like her, so when she did see the brown and white border collie, Tot did a double-take. It was dark, so maybe she really was imagining things. Having been warned that wolves could be mean, Tot approached with cautious enthusiasm. "Hi! she blurted, wagging her tail and flattening her ears. "You're a dog?!"


RE: climb the fence, books and pens - RIP Poppy - January 31, 2018

Light steps and crunching snow had her muzzle twist down with a sharpness that had her wince, and not for the first time did she wonder just how long her neck would take to heal. But the owner of the short greeting had her pain quickly forgotten, and she blurted as the other did, "you're a dog!" The difference in inflection and the delay in her own words had the dogs' words join together in a mangled mess, though it hardly mattered.  "hi! I thought I was the only one here!" Her words came out in an excited rush, and the tapped the ground in an excitement-induced play-bow, tail wagging rapidly behind her as she grinned at the stranger, realizing rapidly that she too was a collie, one that looked rather a lot like her brother.



RE: climb the fence, books and pens - Tater Tot - February 02, 2018

Tot couldn't help but giggle as the other border collie talked right over her, which amounted in a jinx! moment. "Apparently not!" Tater Tot replied, claiming the title of Captain Obvious. Being a social dog, Tot waltzed right up to her newfound friend (because they were friends now, right???) and sniffed at her shoulder. "How'd you get all the way out here?" she asked, wide-eyed. "Oh gosh, I almost forgot! I'm Tater Tot! But you can call me Tot, since that's what the master always called me."


RE: climb the fence, books and pens - RIP Poppy - February 10, 2018

Her front end bowed down in a thrilled play-stance, tail wagging a mile a minute. The other dog pushed forward, and so did she, poking her nose into the girl's shoulder as she too took in the scents of wild and other dogs. But she was sidetracked from this thrilling development when the other collie began to question her, and she supplied answers rapidly. "my master kept me in a crate-but-outside, and everything was too flat, so I-" She spun in a tight circle, a bit to excited to answer completely. She'd thought surely she was the only one in these far reaches, but here she was proved wrong. "hi Tot! I'm Poppy." She made to second greeting only as a method to let the girl's name slip from her tongue, so excited was she to use it. "how'd you get here?" 



RE: climb the fence, books and pens - Tater Tot - February 12, 2018

Poppy skimmed a bit over the history of how she'd gotten here, but she introduced herself and turned the question back to Tot, who was more than happy to answer. "Longshanks!" was the short answer, but Tot knew it wasn't really an explanation, so she continued. "She told us about the end times and how we had to get out of there and gotta spread the word. Make sure everybody's prepared. I don't really know if I believe in all that, but it was an easy way to get off the farm and out into this wild, crazy place." Truth be told, Tot wasn't really sure what sort of preparations they were supposed to be doing. Clearly, she wasn't the right dog for the job.

"Do you, like, live out here? By yourself?"

Unfortunately, a howl from Longshanks distracted Tot at that moment. "Oh man, I'm so sorry. I have to go. I'll come back later!"