 ~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~
It was the shifting of grass beside him that had him coming slowly out of his afternoon dozing. His first reaction was to tense and curl up a little bit, his arm twitching in the seeming need to cover his sides; after all, tickling was one of the most common forms of greeting. When no attack came and instead a familiar voice floated close to his head, his whole body relaxed again and he found no need to open his eyes, the smile growing on his lips. "Hmm. I've counted one so far. So I'm not doing terribly bad."
__________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________
I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________
_______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy. |