Shooting Star
10-15-2015, 07:45 PM
Illie was bored. Bored bored bored bored bored. She wanted something to do and this place was boring. She could count ever speck of sand! Each had a name. Oh look, there was fred sitting beside wilma again. The crabs were getting annoying too. There's only so many times you could get pinched before you finally decided to quit. She wasn't allowed in the water without supervision, wasn't allowed on the cliffs, wasn't allowed in the prarie, wasn't allowed to leave. What in the world was she allowed to do?! Count the sand? So when she heard the call not to far away, she couldn't resist the temptation. A grin would spread across her face as she bounded across the sand at the unfamiliare call, blinking when she saw Glacier already there. Man could he move. Tilting her head, she'd peer around the mountain and look at the strangely decorated wolf. Oh! She wanted feathers. With a curious smile she'd trot forward. "Hey!" She barked loudly. "Who're you, huh?! What'cha doin' on our beach. No one's allowed to leave or come, that's tha rules...I think." She mumbled the last bit, looking away. It certainly seemed to be the rule for her. |
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