08-01-2008, 10:22 PM
So! What's wrong with that? *steals*
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She spun effortlessly beneath his hand, using her free hand to clasp her muzzle and suppress her delighted giggles. She eased in front of Laurel as she stopped, taking his other hand as he spoke; then she led him into a slow ballroom sweep down the aisle and into a more open area of the clothing store. Perhaps, she mused breathlessly, swinging around with him more or less in gentle tow. He was a little stiff and hesitant with his movements, bringing Asa to the conclusion that he wasn’t much of a dancer. But she found it all so natural for herself, so easy to shuffle and move her feet and legs despite Laurel’s tiny slip-ups.
She spun effortlessly beneath his hand, using her free hand to clasp her muzzle and suppress her delighted giggles. She eased in front of Laurel as she stopped, taking his other hand as he spoke; then she led him into a slow ballroom sweep down the aisle and into a more open area of the clothing store. Perhaps, she mused breathlessly, swinging around with him more or less in gentle tow. He was a little stiff and hesitant with his movements, bringing Asa to the conclusion that he wasn’t much of a dancer. But she found it all so natural for herself, so easy to shuffle and move her feet and legs despite Laurel’s tiny slip-ups.
It was even simple for her to find the smooth, classical ring of music to go with her smooth waltz in her head; and even though her dancing partner couldn’t have possibly known what she was dancing to, it was fun all the same and easy to catch on to the sway of her body. She looked up with her bi-colored eyes, grinned and then closed them, the music becoming more real to her than she could’ve ever imagined. I can hear the music, Laurel. I can… remember it. It sounds so beautiful… she drifted off, mindlessly beginning to hum to the low sound of a distant symphony.
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