paper swans

He would just watch the girl as she struggled in vain, bright eyes trained on her movements but he would not move except for his tail. He would keep himself still as she watched her struggle and finally tire of the squirming. She would growl at him, and this would only further draw him in with curiosity. No one had ever made that noise in front of him either. Though it sounded threatening, he would of course, not be intimidated by it. The fearless boy would continue to stare into her similarly colored eyes. After she?d given up her wild struggling it seemed she found more of an ease removing herself from the wet dirt.
He would not flinch as the mud was splattered on his white paw, eyes still trained on her angered face. He had to look up at her from his minuscule stature as she spit at him fiercely, ?It?s not funny.? He?d just watch her with eyes wide as she stepped back from his unmoving form. She would find herself slipping again which would only cause Psalm?s tail to wag in an more excited fervor. His expression would remain mostly blank except for the amused look that would beam from his eyes.

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