You took the breath right out'a me
10-29-2014, 08:09 PM
Her sister?s dark head would burst from the surface of the cold water and Rhythm would feel herself heave a sigh of relief. Her sister had not heard her voice, but soon the girl would turn towards her similar sister. Her tail would wag behind her jovially, her dark paws pawing shortly beneath her. Motif would half emerge from the cold water and Rhythm would look at her with slight curiosity. Why was she playing in the cold water? Motif would go on, asking her for her time simply. Obviously there was something that happened over the last two days that needed said, and Rhythm would be happy to oblige her time. "Of course Mo.." Then her sister would shake off the excess water that clung to her pelt. Rhythm would whine as her face got pelted with the cold droplets, obviously not amused by the antics. She?d give her sister a rather displeased look as she continued, "I was coming to see you." Her upset appearance was not serious, all was in jest as she moved forward to nuzzle her wet sister. "Speech" |
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