February 23, 2015, 08:17 PM
Eilidh remained huddled on the ground in fear of the mean sun hurting her eyes again until she felt something touch her head. Instinctively looking up despite her attempt to hide her eyes, her mother's face appeared in her vision. She gave a happy yip as the sight calmed her. With the sun no longer in her face, she soon forgot about the hazard. Instead, Eilidh busied herself with sniffing the ground next to her mother's foot, and tried to take in all the new scents outside had to offer.
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Taste of freedom - by Eilidh - February 13, 2015, 10:01 AM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Blue Willow - February 13, 2015, 12:47 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Eilidh - February 21, 2015, 11:24 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Blue Willow - February 23, 2015, 04:57 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Eilidh - February 23, 2015, 08:17 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Blue Willow - February 27, 2015, 09:18 AM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Eilidh - February 27, 2015, 09:36 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Blue Willow - February 28, 2015, 12:44 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Eilidh - March 01, 2015, 03:06 PM
RE: Taste of freedom - by Blue Willow - March 02, 2015, 08:44 AM