10-24-2010, 02:30 PM
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"We should stop in a minute Mi-Mi... I'm tiiiired!"
He whined, his voice rising in pitch as he danced around the racing pup. He kept their track very short now- every time Mia came at him he would dodge and spin before facing her head on again. His mouth still danced with a gentle smile but his paws were getting tired. Lack of food for a prolonged period of time had resulted in the lessening of his energy. Having just returned from a long run to the beach, Saul was in no fit shape to keep up this play. He dragged his paws along the floor, becoming sloppy as Mia rushed at him again and again. Another leap from her and she would catch him. His tail swatted her face once more, ears readyiing for the yell of tag. When it was his turn to chase, he would either suggest they go home for a nap, or chase her until she fell asleep.
"You got me Mi-Mi... just say the word!"
word count;; 351
"speech"
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ooc;; sorry for the wait and the shortness!!
He heard her short whisper that answered his question and he gave an answering nod. She was more resilient than he'd first thought and he was in some way glad that she was this way. He was glad she hadnt been some fragile creature who couldnt deal with the rough and tumble of play. Still, he was reminded how young she was when she began to slow. He slowed too, watching as she stopped altogether. He was going to take pity on her, he was going to come closer and allow her to tag him and call it off. It would only be perhaps another half an hour or so before she would calm and grow tired. He would take her home and curl her up on one of the couches in the common room- he didnt know which room Conor had given her. But she wasnt giving up hope yet and for a moment Saul was proud to be friends with this little fighter. She was obviously tired, but his earlier taunt reached her and she was up again."We should stop in a minute Mi-Mi... I'm tiiiired!"
He whined, his voice rising in pitch as he danced around the racing pup. He kept their track very short now- every time Mia came at him he would dodge and spin before facing her head on again. His mouth still danced with a gentle smile but his paws were getting tired. Lack of food for a prolonged period of time had resulted in the lessening of his energy. Having just returned from a long run to the beach, Saul was in no fit shape to keep up this play. He dragged his paws along the floor, becoming sloppy as Mia rushed at him again and again. Another leap from her and she would catch him. His tail swatted her face once more, ears readyiing for the yell of tag. When it was his turn to chase, he would either suggest they go home for a nap, or chase her until she fell asleep.
"You got me Mi-Mi... just say the word!"
word count;; 351
"speech"