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Green eyes looked with disappointment at the dead vines. The end of summer, when he had returned to Dahlia, had made these vines swell with grapes, fat and juicy. But the snow that blanketed the ground and the frost that had infiltrated the roots of these grape vines had killed them all. The frames that usually supported the grapes were dark with the wetness of snow and Saul walked unhappily through St Pepin's Vineyard with a soft scowl on his face. He was not usually a very unhappy creature, but so far he wasnt enjoying Winter. The snow had fallen one night while he slept and he had not had the opportunity to snap at the falling flakes. He had woken to a white world, a whiteness that seemed intent on killing the grapes that had almost made him sick. Thinking back to that day, Saul smiled softly. Those three little girls with their mother would be much older by now, maybe even old enough to wander around on their own.
Excited at the prospect of seeing at least one of those adorable girls again, Saul found his way back to where he had met Lolita and continued down to row to find her house at the end of it. Puppy smell hung heavily in the air, but there was only one fresh one that led away from the house. Saul didn't know these girls well enough to pick out individual scents and therefore decided to follow the single scent to find out which girl it was. It wasnt long till he saw flashes of grey fur ahead and Saul gave a soft laugh. He should have known that it would be Magnolia who ventured away from the house first. Green eyes shined softly as he crept up on her. She appeared to be snuffling at the ground. With a loud snap at her rump, Saul jumped in front of her and grinned.
"Magnolia! Where are you off to?"
He demanded, but the soft smile on his face made it joking. She probably wouldnt remember him, since the last time he'd seen her she was just three weeks old. But she had spoken to him, so maybe she would. He wasnt sure.
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ooc;; Hope you dont mind me joining! Maggie <3
Green eyes looked with disappointment at the dead vines. The end of summer, when he had returned to Dahlia, had made these vines swell with grapes, fat and juicy. But the snow that blanketed the ground and the frost that had infiltrated the roots of these grape vines had killed them all. The frames that usually supported the grapes were dark with the wetness of snow and Saul walked unhappily through St Pepin's Vineyard with a soft scowl on his face. He was not usually a very unhappy creature, but so far he wasnt enjoying Winter. The snow had fallen one night while he slept and he had not had the opportunity to snap at the falling flakes. He had woken to a white world, a whiteness that seemed intent on killing the grapes that had almost made him sick. Thinking back to that day, Saul smiled softly. Those three little girls with their mother would be much older by now, maybe even old enough to wander around on their own.
Excited at the prospect of seeing at least one of those adorable girls again, Saul found his way back to where he had met Lolita and continued down to row to find her house at the end of it. Puppy smell hung heavily in the air, but there was only one fresh one that led away from the house. Saul didn't know these girls well enough to pick out individual scents and therefore decided to follow the single scent to find out which girl it was. It wasnt long till he saw flashes of grey fur ahead and Saul gave a soft laugh. He should have known that it would be Magnolia who ventured away from the house first. Green eyes shined softly as he crept up on her. She appeared to be snuffling at the ground. With a loud snap at her rump, Saul jumped in front of her and grinned.
"Magnolia! Where are you off to?"
He demanded, but the soft smile on his face made it joking. She probably wouldnt remember him, since the last time he'd seen her she was just three weeks old. But she had spoken to him, so maybe she would. He wasnt sure.
word count;; 372
"speech"
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