a rather sticky situation
[ takeshi ]
08-04-2022, 08:13 PM
No. Stop. Stop. Non? Arrêt? Arrêt? Angelique didn't have the capacity to frown, but her brows furrowed. The young man seemed to be dissuading her from moving. Hesitant, she stopped and wondered if that was the right thing he said. Realization dawned in her pale rose eyes as he moved the hefty branch to her. She lunged for it now, a proverbial olive vine. Gripping it in her jaws, she let herself be pulled out of the muck. She flopped onto dry and solid earth, thanking whatever gods looked down on her. The man would be forgotten momentarily, she lay sprawled on the ground and hacked an undignified amount of mud from her throat. She heaved drily after that, feeling her throat burning from the effort. She had yapped and screamed until raw. The saluki gave a start, covering in filth as she almost gleefully tackled her savior. "Merci! Merci, monsieur!" she bawled in her native tongue, almost close to tears. Her thick sprawling tail flapped in the air, sending mud everywhere. "Talk, 'Think.' |
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