June 06, 2018, 06:32 PM
She mirrored him with a growl and he sent a small rumble back, not menacing, almost more approving. They would play!
Then, with a huff, he slapped both forepaws down in a puddle nearby, splattering himself (and hopefully her!) with a good deal of muddy mess. His mouth opened in a grin as he did so, and he danced back a step! The movement slightly awkward and stiff still with the ever-present limp.
Then, with a huff, he slapped both forepaws down in a puddle nearby, splattering himself (and hopefully her!) with a good deal of muddy mess. His mouth opened in a grin as he did so, and he danced back a step! The movement slightly awkward and stiff still with the ever-present limp.
Gannet's face and body are open books; you are more than welcome to distinctly notice any emotion written in his posts.
(Most thread titles come from Into the Fire from the Scarlet Pimpernel)
(Most thread titles come from Into the Fire from the Scarlet Pimpernel)
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i was damn near out of tweed. - by Yami - May 30, 2018, 06:45 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Gannet - June 01, 2018, 02:46 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Yami - June 04, 2018, 08:55 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Gannet - June 06, 2018, 06:32 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Yami - June 07, 2018, 07:00 PM
RE: i was damn near out of tweed. - by Gannet - June 12, 2018, 08:21 AM