August 28, 2015, 01:34 PM
The fox was roaming the den after an attempt to rouse his brothers to play had failed. His previous encounter with a beetle had led him to seek another, or some other creature that crawled around the dirt that could provide entertainment. Finding none, his blue eyes fell to his mother's face. Her chin was laid on the ground between her paws. Ping paused to consider this for a moment, and then marched toward her. Tail wagging, he brushed the side of face against her muzzle and lifted a paw to bat at her nose.
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we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Pingasut - August 28, 2015, 01:34 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Tonravik - August 28, 2015, 01:44 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Pingasut - August 28, 2015, 02:02 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Tonravik - August 28, 2015, 02:09 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Pingasut - August 28, 2015, 05:57 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Tonravik - August 31, 2015, 01:41 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Pingasut - September 01, 2015, 05:32 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Tonravik - September 10, 2015, 10:25 AM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Pingasut - September 10, 2015, 05:26 PM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Tonravik - September 11, 2015, 09:07 AM
RE: we are nothing but waddling colonies of tiny little monsters - by Pingasut - September 11, 2015, 12:29 PM