Dancing With Cinderella
01-03-2015, 07:53 PM
Mystic smiled when her father spoke about hunting fish her own size. There was a small fox that happened to poke it's head out of the shrubbery. Her ears were erect as it gave a small squeak in her direction. Mystic jumped back slightly in surprise and wagged her tail, giving a small, playful growl. But the fox soon dashed back into the bush. She cocked her head slightly, looking to her father once more, "Did I do something wrong, daddy?" Her voice was gentle and confused, "The fox didn't want to play."
She could feel her father move his cranium across her head, and she couldn't help but turn and placed a paw on his nose gently, her tail wagging as she gave a playful growl at her father. "Daddy, you'll never be old to me. And, even when I grow up, I'll always be your baby," she grinned and licked his nose. She loved her father the most, and could not help but show how much she loved him.
She could feel her father move his cranium across her head, and she couldn't help but turn and placed a paw on his nose gently, her tail wagging as she gave a playful growl at her father. "Daddy, you'll never be old to me. And, even when I grow up, I'll always be your baby," she grinned and licked his nose. She loved her father the most, and could not help but show how much she loved him.