playing on the fire escape
01-29-2015, 10:09 PM
she was enraged with him when she awoke, leaping to her paws and snapping violent words at him but he would simply take it as he always did, peering up at her through one half closed eye as he remained laying on his side. but as she glared daggers down at him he would remain expressionless, cold and unreadable as he allowed her to wait for a moment before he would slowly roll again, flipping onto his belly with his haunches flipped to the side and forepaws outstretched before him. he was used to her anger, especially when it was directed at him but it didn't bother him. massive paws would push and scamper as he tried to prop himself up into a seated position, jaws gaping as he yawned lazily as if he hadn't really meant to wake her from her slumber. “where are mum and dad...” he would ask lazily as if he hadn't woken her up to drag her out on another one of his adventures. when they were kids viola had always been the one to drag him off and get into trouble but now it seemed to be the other way around and honestly, he was fine with it. “lets go play hide and seek...” he would say, attempting to lift his massive paw and swat at her face before he would smack it back down to the ground and stand up slowly. he was still wobbly on his newly elongated legs, not used to the extra height or the higher distribution of his weight.
“speak”
“speak”