location; subjects wing
with; gatsby
mood; delighted
action; talking to gatsby
xxxxxxxxxxHer eyes trailed around the room, she could smell freshly cooked food, her tongue escaped her mouth to lick her jowls. She let air move through her nose, trying to identify where the smell was from. But all scents mixed together and she eventually got bored of searching, Gatsby would get it for her. She felt sadness for the wolf, he was a simple servant, she had seem his expression, he was surpirsed to see her, her step on this ground. She snapped out of her train of thought, returning to the world. She looked back to Gatsby, remembering she needed to answer his question. Oh, do we have any food for breakfast? I may as well eat when I'm down here, care to join me? she asked maintaining her sweet attitude. She sat back on her hind legs and and waved her tail on the ground, looking around, wondering where such kitchen was. She looked back at Gatsby, waiting for his reply. with; gatsby
mood; delighted
action; talking to gatsby




