by Knightdaniru » 12/29/2009 11:19 PM
((Warning. Don't say my character's reactions, for you don't know what they will be. Act out your characters. Leave others to their rightful RPer's. TECNICALLY thats against the rules and you can get into alot of trouble, but as a newbie at this, I'll just tell you to watch out.))
Valentine followed Kaiya, tails wagging the whole way. Down the sewer pipe, into the meadow. It was like a whole hidden world in the city, that no one but old mutts and strays seemed to know about. It excited her And made her a little giddy that now she was aloud to know of it's secrets.
Then the other hound commented on her, and she had to retort. "I'm a Purebred Dalma, for your information." She said, sticking out her tongue. It was a futile attempt to be bratty on the Dalma's part, as canine's always had their tongues out in some way or another some would say, but she did it none the less.
But her attitude turned to giggles as Kaiya welcomed her to the area.
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!
The Bad Kitties
By Elizabeth Coatsworth