05-21-2009, 07:35 AM
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| http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv28 ... /raven.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: bottom; border:1px solid black;"> Word Count: 291 After some commotion he felt the boy let go of his one foot, although he did not intend to stand up whatsoever. Twisting around so he sat on his bum, his long arms reached down towards the leg where Attila was clasping himself stuck to it. Water splashed here and there as he struggled, his furs were soaked and his herbs likely damaged now - the whole day in ruins, and his efforts too. The look on Dawali's face was likely priceless, still surprised at the "friendly" attack, but mostly the face was angry. He was furious. Not only did he believe it was acceptable to act in this way, in addition he failed to listen to his warning and let go! His arms reached for the child, aiming to grab his front legs which were wrapped around his leg. If he could just get a hold of them he could force the child to let go without hurting him, but Dawali's temper was not made out for this. Certainly, Tayui would be interested in knowing how her child behaved! Oh the child would wish he was never born - Dawali wasn't that old, and there was no running away. For his own support he attempted to lift that leg in the direction of his outstretched hands so that he may catch the child, and as he did so he called out to him again, his voice an angry boom of authority. Attila Aston! This is no way to behave, now let go! |