The world began to slow. The spinning, the dizziness, it was all fading as her peels of laughter drifted off in the soft breeze. Pale jade eyes peered out through the emerald strands of grass, reveling in the sight and feel of it against her fur. Dark nostrils flared as they took in the many scents around her, little red blooms called indian paintbrushes, tiny white flowers called monkey flowers. All the flowers were beginning to come to life, the moment she had waited for all winter long. Flowers,flowers, and more flowers!
A sigh came then, still a happy sound as she rolled onto her back and kicked her paws into the air only to roll back onto her side again. Ah, but she was no longer alone! THe darker girl leaped at her and all she could do was stare, she was so lovely!
whatcha doing?
What was she doing again? Oh, right! Playing catch the stick, where was the stick again?
"Playing games!" she chimed as she lifted her head off of the soft ground before bringing herself to a seated position, her tail thumping against the ground in a rather audible sound. Pale jade eyes moved to look around, finally finding the stick in question. Without thought she leaped from her position and onto the stick, grasping it in her lips before trotting back to the stranger.
FOUND IT!
She placed it on the ground before she looked at the pretty woman again.
"You are very pretty!" She exclaimed, a smile breaking out on her lips as her paw moved to push at the stick once more. Would she like to play her game?
The lady didn't seem to understand, asking if the child really meant to say she was pretty but after a while that confused look changed.
"Yes, you are very pretty!" the silver haired angel exclaimed again, confirming it further. Yes, indeed she was a beautiful girl! So unique, so dappled! And her nose was pink! So strange. A giggle escaped her lips when the complement was thrown back, the pretty lady thought she was pretty? Really? She thought internally before voicing it out loud,
"really?" She spoke in awe and amazement, no one but Clayton and Shepard had called her anything but cute.
Her cheeks flushed a soft pink before her attention was easily drawn back to the stick she had nudged closer to the dappled girl. The child mirrored her. Her chest touching the soft earth, her rear high in the air, and her tail swinging excitedly back and forth.
Can I play? Yes, yes, yes! This is what she wanted, someone to play with!
"Yes!" She bounced in place as she seemed to get more and more excited.
"It's called 'Catch the Stick!' So what you do.." Quickly she grabbed the stick and demonstrated the rules but quickly flicking the stick into the air before spinning once. When it came back down she leaped at it and caught it, this is when she explained what she did. She placed the stick down at the girl's feet.
"Okay, so.. you throw the stick into the air and spin once, and catch it after one turn. next you do the same thing but spin twice. You do this over and over again until you fall over dizzy!" She laughed, spinning twice with excitement.
"Wanna try?" Please say yes, please say yes!
The lady had never played her gamebefore but it was not like the child could act surprised by this fact, after all, she had made the game up when she was just a tiny girl. She had roped Clayton into playing with her a long time ago but he was so large that he could never spin fast enough to catch the stick more than two times, it was always funny when he fell down and gave up their merry game. He always said he would just watch her play since she was so good at it, she almost giggled at the memory until the pretty lady's voice came again.
what happens if you don't catch it? do you still spin?
For a moment she thought about that question, before or after you throw it? She titled her head to the side as she tried to think of an answer, she never thought about it. "
Hmmmmmm..." SHe hummed to herself as she waved her tail in the air in excitement, she thought it would be more fun if you did spin even if you did not catch it but she had not added it to the rules. "
I would think so but I guess that is up to you, this is a game i made up when I was really small so... I never thought about that. You can add that as a rule!" She said in a chime-like tone, she tilted her head again curious of what this girl would add to her game. Would they add this as a new rule to the game 'Catch the Stick'?
the child watched with great interest as her new playmate moved to play the game she had created when she was a very small girl. seafoam green eyes tracked her movements as she picked up the worn stick, the ladybug gave her an encouraging yip as she bounced from one foot to the next. she just could not sit still, this was just too exciting! someone else was playing her game, someone else wanted to be foolish and carefree!
the girl was not that good at her game but she did not expect anyone to be as good as she was, after all, she had been playing a lot longer. so much longer. she watched as the girl spun, putting the rules in a different order than she explained but she was not a good teacher so she did not mind. everyone would have their own way in playing any game she came up with, as long as everyone was having fun. that was her only goal.
ow ow ow...
oh no, oh no, oh no. she quickly launched herself at the girl when she fell face first into the ground. to be completely honest, it was rather comical but she was taught to check on the hurt first and if they were okay. well, then you could laugh to your heart's content. "
are you okay!?" her words were high pitched as she bit back a string of giggles but worry was present as well. her tongue came out, aiming to lick her playmate between the ears. as if she could take away any pain she felt.