the grass is greener
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Oceane stuck her nose about in the grasses as she tried to search for more insects to chase about and prey upon, but as her search turned up empty it seemed that Moose's had as well. She frowned at the idea of no more bugs to chase after but she just sighed and settled back on her haunches as the larger male began to chatter on for her. She really wasn't for certain if she'd been in trouble for talking to the stranger but he had fetched her grasshoppers and other insects, he couldn't be that bad, could he?

His talk of the snow made her shudder as she gave him a lopsided smile and asked. "A Snow angel? What's that?" She had never heard of such a thing though if she thought about it a moment she probably could have figured it out. She shook her head sadly at the thought of all the snow as she complained. "But.. we have ENOUGH snow already.. why would we need snows all the times.." Her eyes glanced up at Moose with a pathetic sadness as she waited for the answer.

Then like it always seemed to do with adults he turned on to a more serious matter and Oceane furrowed her brows together as she shook her head as though the male was being impossible. "I gots to get back home befores dark of course!" she exclaimed. Didn't everyone know that all puppies had to be in the den when it got dark. He sure was a strange fellow!
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