07-15-2008, 02:52 PM
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4 Stink-ee! Flander Fields.
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4 Stink-ee! Flander Fields.
Blue-gray skies were already adorned with mean-looking clouds, undoubtedly forecasting rain and annoyance in the Koios femme's monotonous life. Nice weather did not stick around for long as of late, as if some kind of perma-cloud was constantly hovering over her head. Alexey was keeping the faith, though. Her return hadn't been all that bad thus far. She had been reunited with Adelaida, and she had met two other wolves; both from Dahlia de mai. Both shape shifters with completetely opposite personalities. Lexey wasn't sure how big this pack was, but the wolves she had encountered so far were all part of it.
With Flander Fields as their destination, the two-year-old and her chinchilla companion had set out for a small adventure earlier that day. Adelaida remained behind, showing no real interest for human artifacts as usual. Their primary goal had been to explore the area, that was until Pickles stumbled across a barrel of wine in one of the vineyards surrounding the city. It all went downhill from there. The rabbit-sized rodent had literally thrown himself in the pool of burgundy goodness. And it hadn't taken very long for him to attain complete bliss, causing him to act as if he was on top of the world.
Alexey watched the event unfold before her for several minutes, until she could take no more. She frowned, honey-specked eyes mirroring her mounting aggravation. "Think you've had enough now?", she asked before grabbing the chinchillidae by the scruff of his neck and pulling him away from the personality-altering liquid. Her previous actions did not go over well with her intoxicated companion, who proceeded to throw a tantrum right then and there. A series of high-pitched squeaks left the little creature's mouth, reverberating throughout the vineyard. It was amazing how such a little thing could raise such a ruckus.
With Flander Fields as their destination, the two-year-old and her chinchilla companion had set out for a small adventure earlier that day. Adelaida remained behind, showing no real interest for human artifacts as usual. Their primary goal had been to explore the area, that was until Pickles stumbled across a barrel of wine in one of the vineyards surrounding the city. It all went downhill from there. The rabbit-sized rodent had literally thrown himself in the pool of burgundy goodness. And it hadn't taken very long for him to attain complete bliss, causing him to act as if he was on top of the world.
Alexey watched the event unfold before her for several minutes, until she could take no more. She frowned, honey-specked eyes mirroring her mounting aggravation. "Think you've had enough now?", she asked before grabbing the chinchillidae by the scruff of his neck and pulling him away from the personality-altering liquid. Her previous actions did not go over well with her intoxicated companion, who proceeded to throw a tantrum right then and there. A series of high-pitched squeaks left the little creature's mouth, reverberating throughout the vineyard. It was amazing how such a little thing could raise such a ruckus.