The girl was noising through the undergrowth, her dark coat doing little to blend into the soft greens of the grasses and her little black nose was constantly sticking out too far from her hiding places. Not that any of that mattered, in her games she was invisible and her steps unheard. She was part way through an exaggerated march when she heard the sound of steps on grass. Her butt did a little wiggle behind her as she ducked in further to the grasses and her bright eyes peeked out to find the source of the noise.
It was with delight that she saw the form of Taddeo, he came out and played rarely, and the thought of having a chance at beating him did bright little trips in her stomach. She wiggled herself deeper yet into the ground, her eyes overly large and bright as she sighted her prey. She waited until he was closer, waited? waited then wtih a battle cry leaped from her place in the aim of squishing his form with her own. [b[?Hiiieya!? [/b] was her cry.
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