Post by babclayman on Mar 18, 2012 11:09:00 GMT -5
Back once again! For the continuation of 'Markings Of A Menace'. ;3
I hope you Pups like! ;3
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“Do you think Big Bite was bitter at me for letting Growlie gnaw on him?” Nuke asked Hesso as the Devil Ville Dal applied the fifth band aid upon Nuke’s tush.
“I do not think your bone would betray you over a matter like that.” Hesso responded in assurance and took a look at the work he had done, it had taken him ages to get all the rose thorns out of Nuke’s behind and he would admit, it would have taken him longer if he didn’t have the Dearly’s first aid kit, he picked up the plaster package in his mouth and dropped it back into the kit, closing the lid with his paw “Okay, I think that is it. Do you feel any better, Nuke?”
The next thing Hesso knew, Nuke had jumped on top of him, however aside from his usual ‘Rawr’ the plastered Pup yelped and made gentle wiggles of his tail side “Better than it was before…” he acked.
As Hesso tried to climb out from under Nuke, Clayton entered into the Barn “Hey Hesso, Nu-“
His greeting was cut short by Nuke, whom had now made another leap from Hesso onto him, he however yelped again as his rump tensed up once more “I gave you plasters, what more do you want!?” he shouted to his tail, which simply gave a small flick in response.
“What’s up with him?” Clayton asked Hesso, once he was able to climb out from under Nuke “Did he get caught with one of the neighbours’ dogs in Gruteley? Again?”
“I am not sure of the details exactly.” Hesso shook his head “I was on my way to the Colonel to ask on what weapons he had with Bark Brigade but then I noticed Nuke inside a hole, filled with the stems of roses and some sort sticky white substance. I did need to wash with the hose before I was able to help him…”
“I don’t even want to question what this said sticky substance was…” Clayton thought to himself before taking a look at the medical work, Hesso had done on Nuke, whom was still giving some sort of pep talk to his tail. “Well, you did do a good job on the patch work!” Clayton complimented and gave Hesso a pat on the back, with a friendly smile “I say, You’re very good at that medical stuff.”
Hesso gave a bit of a smile in return but paused modestly “I would not say I am THAT good, Clayton…But it still does confuse me on how Nuke got to be in the hole in the first place…”
“I keep telling you!” Nuke’s attention altered from his tail back to the other Dalmatians present, he still however rubbed his rear side against one of the Barn’s walls “My Bone lead me into a trap! It even had a different air to it, like, er…likie what the Colonel smells like when Tibbs is around….”
“Like A Brown cat?” Hesso asked.
“That’s the one!” Nuke’s tail pointed to Hesso in confirmation.
Clayton’s ears perked and he bit his lower muzzle “You say, Brown Cat?” he queried “I know I may be sounding silly here, but, you think it might be that Mouse Catcher, Roger got?”
“I have not seen that cat around recently.” Hesso slowly shook his head “Why do you ask, Clayton?”
“Well, Surely you remember what I told you!” Clayton’s suspicions had already got the best of him and he began pacing around “When we tried to find out who marked our spots!?”
“Sure I do…” Nuke nodded, having rolled himself onto his head, due to scratching “I’m still in Operation B.R (Bone Relocate) with all the Bones still loyal to me…”
“Well…” Clayton continued “When Kit, Lucky, Mooch & I found them I swear there was a Brown Cat with them!”
“The Farm has tons of cats though…” Hesso pointed out “But are you still fretting over the threat that the Suki made? They are just bullies, fool folk, just give it time and it will be like nothing happened…”
Clayton didn’t feel much assurance “I think that’s what we said about Nuke’s Heat Like Behaviour!”
“And You got a problem with it?” Nuke made a smug chuckle, before taking a bite on parts of his fur which were marked with Band Aids.
Clayton looked to Nuke, seeing why ‘The Cone’ was invented, before taking a deep breath.
“Sorry, but those lot did look pretty serious to me! I may be over reacting but with all the fights that been going on recently…”
“Fights?” Hesso tilted his head, he felt reluctant to ask his next question, but did anyway “Do you mean the ones like…Raiden and Slayer?”
“YEAH!” Clayton exclaimed “I mean, those two are always close with one another, however now, they’ve started arguing like the comments section on those video sites, Roger watches on the Computer!”
“Was that before or after Raiden had found his bandana used as a Birds Nest, with some surprises in it?” Nuke remembered back to when he spotted Raiden stuffing his bandana into the extra strong rinse in the Washer, whilst he was viewing the ‘Laundry Room’s Late Night’ showing of ‘Let’s Watch Anita’s Undergarments Spin Dry’.
“See what I mean!?” Clayton told Hesso “We’re being picked on Hesso, I know you know!”
Hesso paused and made a slow nod “But what can you expect us to do, when you act as you do in a situation this-“
“Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Hesso was interrupted at the cry of a startled sheep, caused by a smaller figure pushing their way past, beneath it. Whilst Bark Brigade Leader and part time Sheep Dog, The Colonel, pursued the lamb with his Foxhound Apprentice; Jett, the small figure of Nemo came to focus.
She stood stiff in the Barn Doors with her teeth grating against one another like rusty gears and cogs, her fur was patched with bits of dead wet leafs, getting stuck onto her tail, her paws, even on her face.
Laying sideways on her back was quite a larger looking pup with a Purple Collar, Belchic. His face seemed fixed in a combination of daze and terror, and by judging from the look of strain and struggle on Nemo’s own face, he was pretty heavy for the runt Pup.
“I repeat to you AGAIN, Belchic, This is in no way like you thing! I’m not using my shoulders, so it doesn’t count!”
The Barn Dalmatians watched this scene, the air filled with a long awkward silence. So quiet in fact, Clayton, Hesso & Nuke began to pick imaginary straws in their heads on who should be the first to speak, eventually Nuke for some reason imagined himself picking out the shortest straw and he spoke up.
“Rawr! You had your fun in the bushes then?”
Nemo’s sharp glare to Nuke immediately caused him to begin whistling an innocent tune to himself.
Hesso paused seeing Nemo’s look to Nuke however spoke up next, after a minute or two to brace himself that is “What happened to you two?”
“When I find her, I’m going to KILL HER!” Nemo snapped through her teeth and shifted Belchic onto the floor beside her. He kept mumbling ‘Not the bees’ to himself.
Clayton, looking on with much more concern than he already had, he cautiously “May I ask, Who are you going to kill?”
“That Stinkin’ LAUFIE Mutt!” Scoffed Nemo “First she thinks she can make a move on Mooch and then made it so the next batch of honey will contain essence of Mine and Belchic’s Butts!”
“You now!?” Clayton groaned and rubbed his face with his paws.
He & Hesso explained what they were talking about, before Nemo had come in, failing to notice the arrival of another slender Dalmatian. She was most likely female by the sight of her; one of her ears were black, while the other one was white and she wore a collar which was almost as green as Hesso’s own. Even if the other Dalmatians weren’t talking with each other, the way she slithered into the Barn made her virtually undetectable.
“So the B!tch has got it in for us then…” Nemo spoke after Clayton & Hesso had reached the part of her entrance; she cracked her knuckles and made a devious grin “Good, that’ll mean no one will object when I get at her!”
“I really don’t think giving her the opportunity to be Patch for Halloween is going to help matters…” Clayton slowly lowered Nemo’s fist clenched paws back down to the ground “Besides, If she is intelligent, she’ll make it look like as WE are the bad guys after that with Mother!” (By Mother, he meant; Perdita)
“Why not we just tell her now then?” Hesso asked.
“Knowing Jerks, They’ll most likely play the innocent card!” Belchic muttered, having dawned back to reality with constant nosing from Nuke.
“Well, What the heck are we suppose to do then?”
“You know, she might not have started this if you had just let her be…”
It was at that moment that any of the Dalmatians noticed this new Pup that had joined them.
“What was that?” Clayton asked, slightly rubbing his ears with his paw “Sorry, I don’t think I kno-“
“Frida…” The female answered as if it was a programed response “I was just talking on how I doubt she even knew about your existence before you brought up the marking thing to her…”
“Hey, She knew what territory was mine!” Nuke grumbled.
“It’s not as if she’s familiar by what you smell like.” Frida made a sniff of her nose to Nuke and after a glare continued to pace around the others.
“So, you’re saying all this is Nuke’s fault for even bringing them up to start!?” Belchic asked.
“I’m just saying what I think…” Frida shrugged, she eyed to Clayton “Though…Isn’t it true, you were the one who uncovered her?”
“It wasn’t just me!” Clayton stood up in his defence “I found them with Kit, Lucky & Mooch…”
“And how did Mooch know they were there?” Frida raised a brow.
“He said he just happened to smell it when in Hiccup Hole.” Nemo answered, giving a glare in return to Frida.
“You sure? Knowing him, it sounds to me like he lured you there and used that as a cover story…”
“HEY YEAH!” Belchic snarled “Mooch must be in on it! Those bees were in his wagon!”
“He is NOT!” Nemo growled back and before anyone knew it, the small Pup and Belchic were sneering, muzzle to muzzle. It was surprising that their foreheads didn’t bonk together, given how close they were, Nemo continued “Just cause it was in Mooch’s Wagon, doesn’t mean he has something to do with it!”
Comments began to bounce off between the two, each more insulting than the previous, they soon had to be pushed apart by Clayton & Hesso.
“Will you two calm the heck down!?” Clayton shouted up, almost hurting his throat in the process “Insults aren’t going make your points sound any better!”
Nemo breathed as Hesso kept her at Bay, it was pretty obvious to both she and Belchic that they shouldn’t be fighting but, to them, the latter pup wasn’t making things any easier.
The bickering continued once again, at first as small minor comments, since Clayton gave stern gazes, whenever they said anything slightly offensive, but soon they adapted to that and it escalating back into verbal war, which Clayton & Hesso combined had trouble holding back, Clayton couldn’t even get a word in for them to calm down again.
After quarter of an hour, the argument was then turned against Nuke whom, if his butt wasn’t filled with rose thorns, would have made an aggressive pounce in retaliation (he attempted one at one point, however flinched and stopped in mid pounce).
Clayton felt the pressure begin to pile on more and more, not really the best thing to happen with him. After his twentieth request for calm went unnoticed (what did he expect?) and the two made three or four more comments, Clayton grasped his head with his paws and let out a yell.
“YOU TWO! I have asked for you to stop arguing, but apparently that’s hard to get into your heads!” Clayton made a bit of a smack with his paw to his head “What are we suppose to- Arg!” he also made a loud huff and then stormed off from the Barn and into the direction of the forest which laid between the Dearly Farm & Hiccup Hole.
Hesso watch this, with concern on his muzzle and shook his head eyeing the ground, he released his grip on Nemo and made his way to the other side of the Barn, where the Cows, Duchess & Princess, were chewing down on their bail of hay.
“Come on, Nuke.” Hesso said as he passed his Band Aid ‘Patient’, Nuke eyed to Hesso and then back to the two arguing, he made a small nip with his muzzle and followed Hesso, his tail twitching at each time he stepped on his right hind leg.
Belchic & Nemo made a brief moment of pause before one of them made another comment on whose fault it was and the two started on one another yet again!
Frida, whom had slithered her way from the Barn, ten minutes into the argument, walked by the wall which had the tree house tree growing into the side of it and soon met up with another dog.
“Fixed it?” The dog asked in a sassy female voice.
Frida nodded “They fell a lot easier than I expected, I think I even got some whom you haven’t striked yet.”
“AhM Excellennt.” The Dog stretched out her brown legs and waved her long hair leg ears, she stepped out of the shade she was in and paced around Frida “Groups are weaker when they are separate and argue amongst themselves, so when they’re al-“
“Laufeia, I know, you told me the plan!” Frida made a bit of a sigh in her voice “Alone and they easily submit to your ‘protection’.”
“Exactly, good to see you remembered.” The Suki smirked “Soon, The Animals of this Farm will be under a single monopoly and runned by the greatest dog on it…”
“Yeah…” Frida stood up “Just you remember to fill my quota in on this Deal, or would you want to find another mole with less skill then I have?”
“Yeah, I’ll get to that.” Laufeia nodded “Now come on, Rosalina and Snaps should have a good report by now.” She started off to the path of the Chow Tower, with Frida slowly following behind.
Elsewhere with Clayton, he just continued to mumble different laments to himself and made a kick to one of the trees with his paws. He knew there was one place where he could try to cool himself, he just wondered if there was anyone else there…
To Be Continued…
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Clayton & Laufeia (C) Me (Babclayman) X3
The Colonel (C) Dodie Smith
Nemo (C) Nemo
Belchic (C) Belchic
Nuke (C) Nuke
Hesso (C) Hesso
Frida (C) Kit
Others Mentioned (C) Their Respected Owners
I hope you like this Chapter and I'll see to try get the next chapter up in quicker time. ;3
Looking forward to hearing what you, Pups think. *Hugs* X3
I hope you Pups like! ;3
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“Do you think Big Bite was bitter at me for letting Growlie gnaw on him?” Nuke asked Hesso as the Devil Ville Dal applied the fifth band aid upon Nuke’s tush.
“I do not think your bone would betray you over a matter like that.” Hesso responded in assurance and took a look at the work he had done, it had taken him ages to get all the rose thorns out of Nuke’s behind and he would admit, it would have taken him longer if he didn’t have the Dearly’s first aid kit, he picked up the plaster package in his mouth and dropped it back into the kit, closing the lid with his paw “Okay, I think that is it. Do you feel any better, Nuke?”
The next thing Hesso knew, Nuke had jumped on top of him, however aside from his usual ‘Rawr’ the plastered Pup yelped and made gentle wiggles of his tail side “Better than it was before…” he acked.
As Hesso tried to climb out from under Nuke, Clayton entered into the Barn “Hey Hesso, Nu-“
His greeting was cut short by Nuke, whom had now made another leap from Hesso onto him, he however yelped again as his rump tensed up once more “I gave you plasters, what more do you want!?” he shouted to his tail, which simply gave a small flick in response.
“What’s up with him?” Clayton asked Hesso, once he was able to climb out from under Nuke “Did he get caught with one of the neighbours’ dogs in Gruteley? Again?”
“I am not sure of the details exactly.” Hesso shook his head “I was on my way to the Colonel to ask on what weapons he had with Bark Brigade but then I noticed Nuke inside a hole, filled with the stems of roses and some sort sticky white substance. I did need to wash with the hose before I was able to help him…”
“I don’t even want to question what this said sticky substance was…” Clayton thought to himself before taking a look at the medical work, Hesso had done on Nuke, whom was still giving some sort of pep talk to his tail. “Well, you did do a good job on the patch work!” Clayton complimented and gave Hesso a pat on the back, with a friendly smile “I say, You’re very good at that medical stuff.”
Hesso gave a bit of a smile in return but paused modestly “I would not say I am THAT good, Clayton…But it still does confuse me on how Nuke got to be in the hole in the first place…”
“I keep telling you!” Nuke’s attention altered from his tail back to the other Dalmatians present, he still however rubbed his rear side against one of the Barn’s walls “My Bone lead me into a trap! It even had a different air to it, like, er…likie what the Colonel smells like when Tibbs is around….”
“Like A Brown cat?” Hesso asked.
“That’s the one!” Nuke’s tail pointed to Hesso in confirmation.
Clayton’s ears perked and he bit his lower muzzle “You say, Brown Cat?” he queried “I know I may be sounding silly here, but, you think it might be that Mouse Catcher, Roger got?”
“I have not seen that cat around recently.” Hesso slowly shook his head “Why do you ask, Clayton?”
“Well, Surely you remember what I told you!” Clayton’s suspicions had already got the best of him and he began pacing around “When we tried to find out who marked our spots!?”
“Sure I do…” Nuke nodded, having rolled himself onto his head, due to scratching “I’m still in Operation B.R (Bone Relocate) with all the Bones still loyal to me…”
“Well…” Clayton continued “When Kit, Lucky, Mooch & I found them I swear there was a Brown Cat with them!”
“The Farm has tons of cats though…” Hesso pointed out “But are you still fretting over the threat that the Suki made? They are just bullies, fool folk, just give it time and it will be like nothing happened…”
Clayton didn’t feel much assurance “I think that’s what we said about Nuke’s Heat Like Behaviour!”
“And You got a problem with it?” Nuke made a smug chuckle, before taking a bite on parts of his fur which were marked with Band Aids.
Clayton looked to Nuke, seeing why ‘The Cone’ was invented, before taking a deep breath.
“Sorry, but those lot did look pretty serious to me! I may be over reacting but with all the fights that been going on recently…”
“Fights?” Hesso tilted his head, he felt reluctant to ask his next question, but did anyway “Do you mean the ones like…Raiden and Slayer?”
“YEAH!” Clayton exclaimed “I mean, those two are always close with one another, however now, they’ve started arguing like the comments section on those video sites, Roger watches on the Computer!”
“Was that before or after Raiden had found his bandana used as a Birds Nest, with some surprises in it?” Nuke remembered back to when he spotted Raiden stuffing his bandana into the extra strong rinse in the Washer, whilst he was viewing the ‘Laundry Room’s Late Night’ showing of ‘Let’s Watch Anita’s Undergarments Spin Dry’.
“See what I mean!?” Clayton told Hesso “We’re being picked on Hesso, I know you know!”
Hesso paused and made a slow nod “But what can you expect us to do, when you act as you do in a situation this-“
“Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Hesso was interrupted at the cry of a startled sheep, caused by a smaller figure pushing their way past, beneath it. Whilst Bark Brigade Leader and part time Sheep Dog, The Colonel, pursued the lamb with his Foxhound Apprentice; Jett, the small figure of Nemo came to focus.
She stood stiff in the Barn Doors with her teeth grating against one another like rusty gears and cogs, her fur was patched with bits of dead wet leafs, getting stuck onto her tail, her paws, even on her face.
Laying sideways on her back was quite a larger looking pup with a Purple Collar, Belchic. His face seemed fixed in a combination of daze and terror, and by judging from the look of strain and struggle on Nemo’s own face, he was pretty heavy for the runt Pup.
“I repeat to you AGAIN, Belchic, This is in no way like you thing! I’m not using my shoulders, so it doesn’t count!”
The Barn Dalmatians watched this scene, the air filled with a long awkward silence. So quiet in fact, Clayton, Hesso & Nuke began to pick imaginary straws in their heads on who should be the first to speak, eventually Nuke for some reason imagined himself picking out the shortest straw and he spoke up.
“Rawr! You had your fun in the bushes then?”
Nemo’s sharp glare to Nuke immediately caused him to begin whistling an innocent tune to himself.
Hesso paused seeing Nemo’s look to Nuke however spoke up next, after a minute or two to brace himself that is “What happened to you two?”
“When I find her, I’m going to KILL HER!” Nemo snapped through her teeth and shifted Belchic onto the floor beside her. He kept mumbling ‘Not the bees’ to himself.
Clayton, looking on with much more concern than he already had, he cautiously “May I ask, Who are you going to kill?”
“That Stinkin’ LAUFIE Mutt!” Scoffed Nemo “First she thinks she can make a move on Mooch and then made it so the next batch of honey will contain essence of Mine and Belchic’s Butts!”
“You now!?” Clayton groaned and rubbed his face with his paws.
He & Hesso explained what they were talking about, before Nemo had come in, failing to notice the arrival of another slender Dalmatian. She was most likely female by the sight of her; one of her ears were black, while the other one was white and she wore a collar which was almost as green as Hesso’s own. Even if the other Dalmatians weren’t talking with each other, the way she slithered into the Barn made her virtually undetectable.
“So the B!tch has got it in for us then…” Nemo spoke after Clayton & Hesso had reached the part of her entrance; she cracked her knuckles and made a devious grin “Good, that’ll mean no one will object when I get at her!”
“I really don’t think giving her the opportunity to be Patch for Halloween is going to help matters…” Clayton slowly lowered Nemo’s fist clenched paws back down to the ground “Besides, If she is intelligent, she’ll make it look like as WE are the bad guys after that with Mother!” (By Mother, he meant; Perdita)
“Why not we just tell her now then?” Hesso asked.
“Knowing Jerks, They’ll most likely play the innocent card!” Belchic muttered, having dawned back to reality with constant nosing from Nuke.
“Well, What the heck are we suppose to do then?”
“You know, she might not have started this if you had just let her be…”
It was at that moment that any of the Dalmatians noticed this new Pup that had joined them.
“What was that?” Clayton asked, slightly rubbing his ears with his paw “Sorry, I don’t think I kno-“
“Frida…” The female answered as if it was a programed response “I was just talking on how I doubt she even knew about your existence before you brought up the marking thing to her…”
“Hey, She knew what territory was mine!” Nuke grumbled.
“It’s not as if she’s familiar by what you smell like.” Frida made a sniff of her nose to Nuke and after a glare continued to pace around the others.
“So, you’re saying all this is Nuke’s fault for even bringing them up to start!?” Belchic asked.
“I’m just saying what I think…” Frida shrugged, she eyed to Clayton “Though…Isn’t it true, you were the one who uncovered her?”
“It wasn’t just me!” Clayton stood up in his defence “I found them with Kit, Lucky & Mooch…”
“And how did Mooch know they were there?” Frida raised a brow.
“He said he just happened to smell it when in Hiccup Hole.” Nemo answered, giving a glare in return to Frida.
“You sure? Knowing him, it sounds to me like he lured you there and used that as a cover story…”
“HEY YEAH!” Belchic snarled “Mooch must be in on it! Those bees were in his wagon!”
“He is NOT!” Nemo growled back and before anyone knew it, the small Pup and Belchic were sneering, muzzle to muzzle. It was surprising that their foreheads didn’t bonk together, given how close they were, Nemo continued “Just cause it was in Mooch’s Wagon, doesn’t mean he has something to do with it!”
Comments began to bounce off between the two, each more insulting than the previous, they soon had to be pushed apart by Clayton & Hesso.
“Will you two calm the heck down!?” Clayton shouted up, almost hurting his throat in the process “Insults aren’t going make your points sound any better!”
Nemo breathed as Hesso kept her at Bay, it was pretty obvious to both she and Belchic that they shouldn’t be fighting but, to them, the latter pup wasn’t making things any easier.
The bickering continued once again, at first as small minor comments, since Clayton gave stern gazes, whenever they said anything slightly offensive, but soon they adapted to that and it escalating back into verbal war, which Clayton & Hesso combined had trouble holding back, Clayton couldn’t even get a word in for them to calm down again.
After quarter of an hour, the argument was then turned against Nuke whom, if his butt wasn’t filled with rose thorns, would have made an aggressive pounce in retaliation (he attempted one at one point, however flinched and stopped in mid pounce).
Clayton felt the pressure begin to pile on more and more, not really the best thing to happen with him. After his twentieth request for calm went unnoticed (what did he expect?) and the two made three or four more comments, Clayton grasped his head with his paws and let out a yell.
“YOU TWO! I have asked for you to stop arguing, but apparently that’s hard to get into your heads!” Clayton made a bit of a smack with his paw to his head “What are we suppose to- Arg!” he also made a loud huff and then stormed off from the Barn and into the direction of the forest which laid between the Dearly Farm & Hiccup Hole.
Hesso watch this, with concern on his muzzle and shook his head eyeing the ground, he released his grip on Nemo and made his way to the other side of the Barn, where the Cows, Duchess & Princess, were chewing down on their bail of hay.
“Come on, Nuke.” Hesso said as he passed his Band Aid ‘Patient’, Nuke eyed to Hesso and then back to the two arguing, he made a small nip with his muzzle and followed Hesso, his tail twitching at each time he stepped on his right hind leg.
Belchic & Nemo made a brief moment of pause before one of them made another comment on whose fault it was and the two started on one another yet again!
Frida, whom had slithered her way from the Barn, ten minutes into the argument, walked by the wall which had the tree house tree growing into the side of it and soon met up with another dog.
“Fixed it?” The dog asked in a sassy female voice.
Frida nodded “They fell a lot easier than I expected, I think I even got some whom you haven’t striked yet.”
“AhM Excellennt.” The Dog stretched out her brown legs and waved her long hair leg ears, she stepped out of the shade she was in and paced around Frida “Groups are weaker when they are separate and argue amongst themselves, so when they’re al-“
“Laufeia, I know, you told me the plan!” Frida made a bit of a sigh in her voice “Alone and they easily submit to your ‘protection’.”
“Exactly, good to see you remembered.” The Suki smirked “Soon, The Animals of this Farm will be under a single monopoly and runned by the greatest dog on it…”
“Yeah…” Frida stood up “Just you remember to fill my quota in on this Deal, or would you want to find another mole with less skill then I have?”
“Yeah, I’ll get to that.” Laufeia nodded “Now come on, Rosalina and Snaps should have a good report by now.” She started off to the path of the Chow Tower, with Frida slowly following behind.
Elsewhere with Clayton, he just continued to mumble different laments to himself and made a kick to one of the trees with his paws. He knew there was one place where he could try to cool himself, he just wondered if there was anyone else there…
To Be Continued…
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Clayton & Laufeia (C) Me (Babclayman) X3
The Colonel (C) Dodie Smith
Nemo (C) Nemo
Belchic (C) Belchic
Nuke (C) Nuke
Hesso (C) Hesso
Frida (C) Kit
Others Mentioned (C) Their Respected Owners
I hope you like this Chapter and I'll see to try get the next chapter up in quicker time. ;3
Looking forward to hearing what you, Pups think. *Hugs* X3