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Blame it on the Beatle - Odette - May 21, 2016
Odette sat at the very edge of the den. She was hungry... oh so hungry. Still she knew that she could only be patient and wait for someone to bring her something... if only she could catch something. That could help solve everything. An idea suddenly sprung into her mind. What if she could catch something? She just had to find something decent enough...
Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she catch sight of a black, shelled, crawling, tiny thing. She licked her chops. Practice target number one. Slowy she began to stalk her way towards the beatle, a little awkwardly. She was closing in on the target. Then Odie took an epic leap of face, her little puppy jaws stretching wide as she leapt for the beatle. She needed it! She wanted it! So when Odette tumbled back to the ground she missed... and did a faceplant.
A startled yelp escaped Odie. Her face felt very numb, in fact she couldn't really feel her face that much. Yet Odette was fine, mostly, except for a small trickled of blood that slippedfrom the left side of her jaw. It was just a scratch, but it was still the first time that Odie had really hurt herself. Odette didn't like it. Slowly the numbness went away and pain replaced it. It was a lot of pain, but there was still a little sting. A whine escaped the puppy. This wasn't fun at all.
Suddenly out of the corner of her eye, she catch sight of a black, shelled, crawling, tiny thing. She licked her chops. Practice target number one. Slowy she began to stalk her way towards the beatle, a little awkwardly. She was closing in on the target. Then Odie took an epic leap of face, her little puppy jaws stretching wide as she leapt for the beatle. She needed it! She wanted it! So when Odette tumbled back to the ground she missed... and did a faceplant.
A startled yelp escaped Odie. Her face felt very numb, in fact she couldn't really feel her face that much. Yet Odette was fine, mostly, except for a small trickled of blood that slippedfrom the left side of her jaw. It was just a scratch, but it was still the first time that Odie had really hurt herself. Odette didn't like it. Slowly the numbness went away and pain replaced it. It was a lot of pain, but there was still a little sting. A whine escaped the puppy. This wasn't fun at all.
RE: Blame it on the Beatle - Jackrabbit - May 22, 2016
The boy awoke to a shrill yelp coming from outside the den. All the exploring had made him quite sleepy in the evenings and often had him sleeping late. However, once he was up, he was up. He wandered outside the den to see his sister attempting to catch a... OHHH WHAT WAS THAT? He was intriged now. But when Oddie fell back and knocked her head off the ground, a flare of anger rose up within him. How dare it! He ran to his sister's side, forcefully licking at the wound to help. The red stuff tasted metallic and not nice but he did not like to see Oddie hurt. Sure, he liked to chew on her but he had never really.. hurt her. Did he? He didn't think so.
He yowled for Mother, demanding her to come and do something. He could only lick for so long. "Okay?" His small voice question his sister. Often, he did not like his family but he did not like to see his little sister hurt. It was not a nice feeling.
RE: Blame it on the Beatle - Odette - May 22, 2016
Odette contiuned to whinne in pain, squeezing her puppy blue eyes tightly shut. She didn't like this new feeling... it hurt. Although her scratched face began to feel a little bit better, when Stoic began to attempt to clean the wound, all in all though, it still stung. She wished her Mother was here too right now to help, but was too scared to try and find her.
When her brother asked if she was okay, Odette was not sure how to answer. The small wound was starting to feel a little bit better, although not completely, as the sting still remained, just not as intense. "Dunno." Odie decided on in slurred, pained speach.
When her brother asked if she was okay, Odette was not sure how to answer. The small wound was starting to feel a little bit better, although not completely, as the sting still remained, just not as intense. "Dunno." Odie decided on in slurred, pained speach.