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my friends say i'm ugly but dad says i'm the prettiest thing - Atara - Jul 31, 2023
"Addy come play!"
Her exuberant voice seemed to echo against the stone which housed their namesake falls, far more loud and energetic than the pup Atara was calling to. It didn't feel like she had a ton of options when it came to playmates. Her parents were good and all, but they still had things to do and it just wasn't as fun as playing with her peers or even Ryder. He had been gone for days again, and so she had no choice. She had to disturb Addison's napping for the sake of staving off boredom.
Her dark paws pushed at her friend's auburn shoulders, jostling the other child gently at first and then with gusto. The pup slept deep, everyone knew that. Everyone also knew she never really needed the sleep because she basically was always sleeping.
"We gotta swim, or asplore, or we could umm..."
RE: my friends say i'm ugly but dad says i'm the prettiest thing - Addison - Jul 31, 2023
Addison had been far into a dream, one of an endless flower field and vibrantly-yellow clouds which touched the earth. The blossoms carried her like a blanket of ants with a leaf, up into the air where the sun was warm and the breeze smelled sweet. It ended with an invisible something knocking her down into the dirt.
'asplore, or we could umm...'
Atara. Of course. Addy lifted her head and let out a yawn, tongue curling with the effort. The other girl wasn't one to give up easy, and so the smaller pup ended up going along with her most times. Still, she could do so at her own pace. Once her lungs were refreshed she had to stretch her limbs, and her spine, and her toes...
"m'minit..." she mumbled indiscernibly, sleepily. The picture of one who had not a single care in the world.