Oh, What a Beautiful Morning!
08-25-2013, 06:50 PM
Odette
. . . When her gaze had been focused on what little of the outside world she could see, a small and sleepy voice had made itself known. Small ears immediately flicked to the back of the den and Odette turned her head in the same direction. Dual-mixed eyes met Oracle, the sleepy figure of her sister ambling to rest next to her. "I 'on't know, Or'cle," Odette gently whispered. "Somet'ing woke me up and I can't s'eep anymore." She sighed because of her predicament, but it quickly changed to a yawn that made her jaws widen. Little lips smacked together afterward, making a small echo that bounced around their chosen home. Her ears perked at Oracle's proposition to explore the outside world and her small mind started to work. "Oooh..." They would be rebels, out on their own, exploring the vast amount of shrubs and rocks that laid outside their den. Such a large part of the earth to put their noses into! Odette's tail began to wag, and she rose to stand on little pup legs, but she didn't race past the doorway. A sly look appeared on her face as she softly giggled at her sister and said, "I would rather capture your tail!" Instead, she tackled Oracle's bottom that was sticking up in the air, her sister's tail making an obvious target for attack. She grunted, a giggle escaping her lips as her massive impact caused both pups to roll across the floor. Odette grabbed ahold of Oracle's tail and she playfully nibbled at the claimed prize. The young pup quickly moved shortly after tackling Oracle for fear of being swatted, giving her time to get back the spot she had been sitting at. About that time, Galahad was waking up and sleepily padded to sit beside Odette's other side. She turned to look at him with bi-colored eyes and said in an excited whisper, "Catchin' Oracle's tail." She ran her tongue over her lips and said, "It didn' taste like Daddy's mice, d'ough. Jus' fur." She nudged her brother's shoulder, letting her cold nose make contact with the small bone that stood out. One of her ears turned to her father's direction, wondering if he would ever wake up and catch them being awake before him. "Or'cle wants to go outside...but I'm not ready." Her eyes moved to admire the small window of the world outside of their home. "It is pwetty, d'ough." Odette's words made sense, because the sun was slowly coming up and adding color to the darkness that had claimed the world. Her tail wagged again as she watched the slow changes that came with the sunrise. "We should watch dis every morning, Gala!" Her excitement was obvious, but another yawn escaped her tiny frame and she sort of wished that she was still curled up beside Gargoyle. "Speech." |
