Whatca Ya Doin'?

Andy pulls to a stop near the pup, head tilting in curiosity as they talk, her pale blue eyes are drawn to the pup’s stick and she wonders why he has it. When he asks what she is doing, her gaze snaps back up to meet his eyes and she smiles, shrugging her shoulders as she says, “Running.” The reply is simple enough since it was what she was doing. Nothing more, nothing less. A purple paw lightly jabs in the direction of the stick the pup had been carrying as she asks, “What are you doing with that?”

Suddenly, all the lessons on manners that her mother and father had instilled in the purple girl come crashing to the forefront of her mind and she quickly adds, “My name’s Andy. I’m here visiting my parents. Want to walk with me? You can tell all about your…” a hesitant pause appears as her eyes flick downward to the object as she says, “stick.” With that, Andromeda moves to stand next to the pup, opening the plains for him walk across if he so wishes while she listens to him with rapt attention.


"Andromeda Fatalis"