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Beat
08-18-2020, 08:30 PM
"Beat Destruction"
Black paws carried a well defined form up the hillside where he was told the flowers would be. Beat had been sullen and sulky as of late due to the appearance and disappearance of his brother. He knew that it weighed heavily upon his Aunt Twig, so he set out today to collect flowers for her so that he could lift her spirits. Maybe his own too, while he was at it. Beat had a small basket with a handle held between his jaws like some little old lady. He didn't expect to see anyone way up here though, so why should he care? As he ascended the hill to the edge of the cliffs, the black and white young man stooped to snap a flower off here and there which he then deposited in the basket. It was only when Beat was at the top of the hill that he saw the woman laying there. He was mid pick, his mouth open with the intent to snap off a pretty blue flower when he spied her. Two-toned eyes of plum and turquoise went wide for a moment before he snapped his mouth shut and stood tall. He'd had a growth spurt recently and his puppy fat was melting away. Beat was turning into a fine looking young man, but at the moment he probably looked like a moron with his little basket and his surprised expression. |
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Aunt Twig may enter any of Beat's threads while he is underage.