http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... blebot.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Catherine heard the male's reply, and it thrilled her completely. Why couldn't he gets one? Was it because of the scars? Or was there something more? Tons and tons of questions popped up inside her mind, drowning her attention. Asking such blunt, unpolite, stupid questions was completely unacceptable. She could do better. His next speech surprised her. Okay, it meant, in a blunt way, that he wanted to end that conversation. 'Alright...' she thought and turned away, but not to go away. No, she just held a hand up toward the nearest tree, reaching up to a branch. Almost automatically, she pulled her body up to the almost none top of the tree. There was plenty of new leaves showing up in the big branches of it, so her position was still noticable. Gray on bright green and brown. What could be worse than that?
No, she hadn't gone away. He only said he didn't want to talk to her, not she had to leave. When the biggest branch on her sigh shown up, she sat on it, a leg hanging loose from it. She ignored the white, scarred male down, a roughly ten feet height. It wasn't much, there was bigger trees out there. Like the big tree in her first home. In that tree, she learned the most valuable, important lessons. She couldn't help herself to recall her puphood. It was easier to inore the other, so she let her mind wanders. She haven't barely noticed the snake that was now coiled in her tigh. |
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