Saturday, December 11, 2010

“If Ob thinks it will help, its all right..” Alise pushes her chair away from the table and Stoney moves away to stand with Ob. The tiger approaches first, starting at her feet and sniffing up her legs and arm. Alise giggles as the whiskers tickle her arm and bare strip around her middle. While the tiger is scenting her hair, the fox and cougar start on her feet. She cant stop giggling, between the tickling, the looks on the gargoyles faces and imagining how ridiculous she must look. But all giggling stops when the wolf approaches. Alises eyes go wide and she swallows hard, trying to stay in her chair and not scream. When the wolf moves up her leg, Alise cant take being that close. She struggles to get out of the chair and in her panic knocks it over. Her mind reaches for Stoney's, “Please Chiot, make him stop...”

Stoney growls, not loudly, but threatening enough to make the wolf back down. The wolf hangs his head and backs away slowly as if apologizing..

Alise covers her face with her hands, and is paralyzed with fear, “I am so sorry, je suis desole...”

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