"ι нανє ѕєєи α ωσи∂єяσυѕ тнιиg вєуσи∂ вєℓιєf: вσтн ѕα∂∂иєѕѕ
αи∂ нαρριиєѕѕ. ιи¢яє∂ιвℓє нσω ѕσмєσиє ¢συℓ∂ fєєℓ вσтн ιи α ѕιиgℓє ∂αу."
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вrυтe | 3 yearѕ | нυѕĸy | crυѕнleѕѕ
"αи єує fσя αи єує
ωιℓℓ σиℓу נυѕт мαкє
тнє ωσяℓ∂ вℓιи∂."
The mothers of the human pups were now cutting up what they had set on fire, and handing out the slices of the white rectangle to the children. They then scrambled off, running towards the jungle gym or other picnic tables. They were eating what their mothers had dished out and by the expressions they wore on their faces, it looked delicious. When they had finished with their meal, they threw it into the trashcan that was no more than a tail's length from Prosper.
With a quick swipe of his tongue over his lips, he edgged closer to the trashcan. The pups wereditracted sliding down the jungle gym slides, the mothers babbling on and sharing whatever that had gotten out of snapping the black cube with the flash, and the fathers wereno where to be seen. Inspite all this, Prosper was still careful as he climbed onto the trashcan and ished out the remains of whatever the human pups had eaten, and boy was he right when he guessed it was good. Whatever this is, it sure is sweet. He didnt know the white creamish stuff on the top of this, but he knew of the bread inside. Bread is moist, but what's his white stuff? It kinda clings to the top of my mouth... He licked furiously a the inside of his mouth and somehow, the white icing got onto his snout, and so he began to lick that til it was gone. After eating it all, his stomach squirmed inside. White cream is too sweet after a while, he told himself, being he was lways one to talk to himself, not aloud, but in his head.
Jut as he rose to hi paws to leave this loud area of the park, filled wih too many humans for his liking, the loud pup ones being te most filled with commotion, he hear a squeal from a human pup. Out of curiosity, he turned and saw a group of human pups surrounding a husky pup, to his dismay. If the cornered dog would have been an adult, he would have let them fend for theirself; it was there fault they had gotten so close without any experience on how to escape if been caught, but this was a pup. Manging pup. What kinda mther would leave their pup alone and unproteced in the most human populated part of this town? Leaping from his shelter in the bushes, he sprinted over, snatched the pup by its scruff, and raced from the park, around the street corner, until it was a good street's length away. He set the pup down, narrowing his chocolate brown eyes at it. "Care to tell m why you're alone, kid?"
{{ In case you're wondering what Prosper was watching in my last post and the first of this one, its a human child's birthday party at the park :3 }}