05-20-2009, 07:02 PM
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Bounding off as fast as she could (and in the quickness to where nobody would be able to catch her), the young pup giggled to herself as she recently store a snack that her sister Catharsis happened to hide away from her siblings and anyone else for that matter, stowed in a little place behind the church where Catalyst happened to spy on her and find out where the ebony pup's secret stash was. Catharsis would probably be knowing as to who did it, but Catalyst certainly didn't care (her pride was already to the point to where if she was accused of something, she'd admit it all the way, with nothing that Catharsis and her siblings could do about it, because she was the oldest out of all of them, and the first born, so that meant she had to have had special privileges). Still tasting the sliver of rabbit upon her tongue, she continued to snicker to herself and licked her lips all the way, running endlessly until she couldn't run anymore (or at least when she was far enough that none could follow her).
Slowing down, Catalyst panted to herself, exhausted from the sudden effort of energy. It wasn't until a mild thudding was heard nearby, as the sound aroused her curiosity. It was a sound like none made before, and at first she simply couldn't place what was making the sound or why it was emitting such a tune. Drawing her interest now to this, her dual hued gaze gave one last look behind her to see if anyone was following, until she let her ears and paws do the guidance of leading her to the source. It didn't take long before a figure swinging a sharpened tool down into the wood was seen, and for a moment, Catalyst just stood there in dumbfoundness as to this action; not quite sure what the adult was doing, and why he was doing this. The de Sadira took a moment's time to simply stand there and watch his work, until her curiosity was egging her to question why he was doing such a task, a task she had never seen before. "Entschuldige," She first said in her native tongue, coming closer to the carpenter. "Wha' are you doing there?" Her eyes traveled from his tool to his person, and back again.
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It was a great start, I love your writing. 
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393Bounding off as fast as she could (and in the quickness to where nobody would be able to catch her), the young pup giggled to herself as she recently store a snack that her sister Catharsis happened to hide away from her siblings and anyone else for that matter, stowed in a little place behind the church where Catalyst happened to spy on her and find out where the ebony pup's secret stash was. Catharsis would probably be knowing as to who did it, but Catalyst certainly didn't care (her pride was already to the point to where if she was accused of something, she'd admit it all the way, with nothing that Catharsis and her siblings could do about it, because she was the oldest out of all of them, and the first born, so that meant she had to have had special privileges). Still tasting the sliver of rabbit upon her tongue, she continued to snicker to herself and licked her lips all the way, running endlessly until she couldn't run anymore (or at least when she was far enough that none could follow her).
Slowing down, Catalyst panted to herself, exhausted from the sudden effort of energy. It wasn't until a mild thudding was heard nearby, as the sound aroused her curiosity. It was a sound like none made before, and at first she simply couldn't place what was making the sound or why it was emitting such a tune. Drawing her interest now to this, her dual hued gaze gave one last look behind her to see if anyone was following, until she let her ears and paws do the guidance of leading her to the source. It didn't take long before a figure swinging a sharpened tool down into the wood was seen, and for a moment, Catalyst just stood there in dumbfoundness as to this action; not quite sure what the adult was doing, and why he was doing this. The de Sadira took a moment's time to simply stand there and watch his work, until her curiosity was egging her to question why he was doing such a task, a task she had never seen before. "Entschuldige," She first said in her native tongue, coming closer to the carpenter. "Wha' are you doing there?" Her eyes traveled from his tool to his person, and back again.
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