08-05-2010, 12:43 PM
Dewey tilted her head slightly. "What's a Belgian Sheperd?" Dewey asked, full of curiousity. She didn't know what most things were, because, well, whenever her mother taught her something that Delta didn't think was important, she would forget about it minutes later. That's the way she was, although she knew what a dog was, but she has never seen a Belgian Sheperd. Dewey tilted her head to the other side. "What is you job? I take care of the horses, But, i'm still new." Delta remembered the long manes and tails of the wonderful horses, The way they ran powerfully but swiftly. She loved them, even though this is the first time she got close to them. She got to feed them and give them water, also she got to run them, which she that was beautiful. She wish she could run like them, so amazingly. She shook her head. Right now she was having a talking, not going into dream land. She looked at Liliana once more, looking at her, from tail to head, still wondering what a Belgian Sheperd was.