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For ever! Can this be back dated to a few days ago? If it works for you… Hope pirata grotto is okay =) <3 and sorry this is short >_<
WHACK went the last of the waves, right onto Ezra’s face. The hybrid snarled, frustrated. It was low tide and had had his eye on this area for some time now . Ezra gingerly trotted further into the boulders lining the way into the cave. The sun had just started to set and dip the surrounding water into a deep cherry red that faded into the stars. The mutt played with some ripples in the water, dunking his tail by the edge of the boulders. His previous irritation was quickly washed away as he watched the water slosh in and out of the cave and create a sense of rhythm throughout the grotto. It wasn’t much, but it was better than getting smacked in the face.
This new area intrigued him. It was definitely unique, and the fact that it was his own packland intrigued him even more. A crab danced along the rocks, clicking its claws this way and that. Ezra sighed, before he flicked the stupid little thing into the water with his paw. It was the end of another beautiful, misty day, and yet there was nothing to do. The sun’s rays grew to a deeper maroon which lit the clouds up into a silhouetted, inky backdrop fit for a king. The hybrid turned around to watch the sunset, and dug his silky white pads into what was left of the sand in between the rocks. Nothing left to do but watch.
WHACK went the last of the waves, right onto Ezra’s face. The hybrid snarled, frustrated. It was low tide and had had his eye on this area for some time now . Ezra gingerly trotted further into the boulders lining the way into the cave. The sun had just started to set and dip the surrounding water into a deep cherry red that faded into the stars. The mutt played with some ripples in the water, dunking his tail by the edge of the boulders. His previous irritation was quickly washed away as he watched the water slosh in and out of the cave and create a sense of rhythm throughout the grotto. It wasn’t much, but it was better than getting smacked in the face.
This new area intrigued him. It was definitely unique, and the fact that it was his own packland intrigued him even more. A crab danced along the rocks, clicking its claws this way and that. Ezra sighed, before he flicked the stupid little thing into the water with his paw. It was the end of another beautiful, misty day, and yet there was nothing to do. The sun’s rays grew to a deeper maroon which lit the clouds up into a silhouetted, inky backdrop fit for a king. The hybrid turned around to watch the sunset, and dug his silky white pads into what was left of the sand in between the rocks. Nothing left to do but watch.