we'd feed well the land, and worry the sheep
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The shrimp thrashed upon the sand, and as Caiaphas struggled after it she inadvertently sent sand spraying about her. She froze mid play-bow, her stance somewhat questioning as she sharply turned her head about in consternation -- where had the shrimp gone?

And then she saw Nakai -- before she could intercept him he had nicked the shrimp out from under her. Caiaphas let loose a retort in the form of a playful growl, her shoulders scrunched upright as he fell. She remained stock-still -- her limbs tense....

Just when it seemed she could stay still no longer, her ears flew back -- with a roguish growl she pulled her limbs out from under her and scampered wildly past Nakai in a hare-ridden gallop. With a titanic leap she bounded back into the small tidal pool, collapsing onto her stomach. She riffled through the water with her front paws, stretching out so the cool sand and cold water ran along her belly.

For a moment, she forgot the sting of the water's taste -- and greedily, she lapped the wavering water only to sharply retort and beset by a belligerent row of frenzied sneezes.
this house was my flowered heart,
but my petals have fallen.
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we'd feed well the land, and worry the sheep - by Caiaphas - January 06, 2015, 08:45 PM
RE: we'd feed well the land, and worry the sheep - by Caiaphas - January 18, 2015, 08:00 PM