10-09-2012, 10:42 PM
Amatha jumped slightly upon hearing her name. She looked up to see the man her mother called “Uncle Alister.” Immediately the small pup became excited, her tail whipping back and forth furiously. Ungle Aliser! Most don’t usually understand what she says since it was still more of a babble than her actually speaking. Maybe Alister could, she wasn’t sure though. In her mind, Alister was her Uncle since that was what her mother always called him. She wasn’t aware they weren’t actually related. He went down on his knees and reached out to pat her head as he teased her lightly. She wasn’t afraid of him, just scared another storm would come. When she tried to explain it though it only came out as incoherent babble.
Being asked where her father was, Amatha’s gaze lowered to the ground. Da wif mama. She sweepin sill. I no run off, husf horde. It was still mainly incoherent babble but Alister might be able to understand that she was understand that she was saying that her mother was still sleeping and that she didn’t run off, she was just bored.
Amatha smiled up at Alister before leaping towards him, hoping to “knock over” the large male like she used to do with her father before her mother got sick. Her tail wagged back and forth excitedly. Will you pay wif me Ungle Aliser?
Being asked where her father was, Amatha’s gaze lowered to the ground. Da wif mama. She sweepin sill. I no run off, husf horde. It was still mainly incoherent babble but Alister might be able to understand that she was understand that she was saying that her mother was still sleeping and that she didn’t run off, she was just bored.
Amatha smiled up at Alister before leaping towards him, hoping to “knock over” the large male like she used to do with her father before her mother got sick. Her tail wagged back and forth excitedly. Will you pay wif me Ungle Aliser?