July 26, 2018, 01:40 PM
Sorry! I’m better at responses when I’m tagged. ♥
Phoebe’s jostling as she came back to bed awoke Kite, who was as late to the party as she always was. She popped up like a meerkat from its burrow, one pale head amongst a dark sea, and did her best to scrabble free. Her wriggles triggered a rumbling in Vasa’s stomach that she recognized by now as a signal to get the hell out of Dodge, and fast — her paddling took on a frenzied quality as she scrabbled up and out of the knot of siblings and tumbled free, rolling once before flopping on her side a few feet away from Elwood and Finley. It appeared she’d made it out just in time.
Pbbthbpbpbpbbt!
The warning rumble erupted into a thundering from down under, a breeze above the knees, courtesy of Volcano Vasa, Gas Cloud Extraordinaire. Kite was free of it for now, but she knew nobody was safe. As Vasa grew, so too did her forte for flatulence.
She began moving again, her blurry eyes focusing blearily on the new visitors, tipping her head back to regard each unfamiliar face. They were both too pale to be her parents — Kite didn’t know what she looked like, but she assumed she was dark like Phoebe and Vasa — but the fledgling had only had good experiences with the den’s visitors and saw no reason to be wary. Trembling and jittering wildly as she went, she moved fearlessly toward Finley and Elwood, her head wobbling upon its axis as she tipped it back to stare up at them with an awestruck air. “Bee!” she squeaked at them, experimentally, and then bayed like a little hound dog: “bee! bee-roo-roo-rooooo!”
Pbbthbpbpbpbbt!
The warning rumble erupted into a thundering from down under, a breeze above the knees, courtesy of Volcano Vasa, Gas Cloud Extraordinaire. Kite was free of it for now, but she knew nobody was safe. As Vasa grew, so too did her forte for flatulence.
She began moving again, her blurry eyes focusing blearily on the new visitors, tipping her head back to regard each unfamiliar face. They were both too pale to be her parents — Kite didn’t know what she looked like, but she assumed she was dark like Phoebe and Vasa — but the fledgling had only had good experiences with the den’s visitors and saw no reason to be wary. Trembling and jittering wildly as she went, she moved fearlessly toward Finley and Elwood, her head wobbling upon its axis as she tipped it back to stare up at them with an awestruck air. “Bee!” she squeaked at them, experimentally, and then bayed like a little hound dog: “bee! bee-roo-roo-rooooo!”
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winged twilight - by Phoebe - July 11, 2018, 05:15 PM
RE: winged twilight - by Elwood - July 14, 2018, 10:19 AM
RE: winged twilight - by Phoebe - July 24, 2018, 11:37 AM
RE: winged twilight - by Kite - July 26, 2018, 01:40 PM
RE: winged twilight - by Elwood - July 30, 2018, 01:13 PM