05-17-2010, 09:16 PM
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Dated May 18.
A little rain had never hurt anyone, right?
Although the black-furred Genus was no longer a puppy by any rights, there were still so many things that seemed brand new to her. She could not think of the first time she had walked about in the rain, although she knew that she must have before. Caprica had been born in late autumn, and it had rained, snowed, and haled in the winter of her childhood. All of Caprica's childhood memories featured her mother at the forefront. Her mother, the once Commander of the pack Crimson Dreams, had left to seek other family. Caprica couldn't do anything to stop her, and she wouldn't beg her to stay. But she still missed her mother terribly. Her absence left a hole that was hard to fill, and so the girl tried to distract herself.
A trip to the beach didn't seem amiss, then. She had never done much wandering on her own, but now was as good a time as any. Forget the rain - her black coat was thick enough to keep her warm. Blinking rain drops from her gem-bright green eyes, the voluptuous femme picked her way through the rocky terrain. There was sparse grass and the waves roiled and thrashed against the sand agitatedly. The Genus didn't know what to make of it, but she decided that the change in scenery wasn't a bad thing, for now.
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Dated May 18.
A little rain had never hurt anyone, right?
Although the black-furred Genus was no longer a puppy by any rights, there were still so many things that seemed brand new to her. She could not think of the first time she had walked about in the rain, although she knew that she must have before. Caprica had been born in late autumn, and it had rained, snowed, and haled in the winter of her childhood. All of Caprica's childhood memories featured her mother at the forefront. Her mother, the once Commander of the pack Crimson Dreams, had left to seek other family. Caprica couldn't do anything to stop her, and she wouldn't beg her to stay. But she still missed her mother terribly. Her absence left a hole that was hard to fill, and so the girl tried to distract herself.
A trip to the beach didn't seem amiss, then. She had never done much wandering on her own, but now was as good a time as any. Forget the rain - her black coat was thick enough to keep her warm. Blinking rain drops from her gem-bright green eyes, the voluptuous femme picked her way through the rocky terrain. There was sparse grass and the waves roiled and thrashed against the sand agitatedly. The Genus didn't know what to make of it, but she decided that the change in scenery wasn't a bad thing, for now.