12-10-2018, 09:56 PM
Sneezed once.
Then again.
Wait don’t move—they came in three’s. Any moment now the last one would come. Rigid he stood, anticipation clearly drawn in the twist of his small features. Certainly he let eons pass, just standing there so still with those large black eyes just a-staring all fixed like at...nothing really. Just air. But that wasn’t important. He wouldn’t start something else until that last one came, yes sir, he knew it would. Because every time before it would surprise him right when he was ready to bite into a juicy stalk and he’d end up biting his tongue instead and boy did that hu—
Oh! There it was!
That last one.
Geez, finally.
And what a doozy it was too, knocking him off balance like that; sending his front side over and backwards and landing on the downy grey that covered his back. Pesky sand—getting snuffled into his nose like that when all he was trying to do was find some lunch time roots.
He should get back up again, he knew he should, that little rumbling gurgle in his tummy kept telling him he should. But he didn’t really want to just yet. And so there he stayed with four little fur lined paws held in the air. Hey it almost looked like he was walking on the sky from here! He giggled amusedly, chittering until his sides nearly hurt to breathe at all until it died off into a yawn.
The sun felt nice and this would be a good place to nap, he thought, as he eyes began to drift close on their own accord. Sleep was so nice and so hard to get when you’re alone, and he was almost just there and he was just so tired and...
Then sneezed again.
Well, shoot.
OOC note he is a wee bun bun
Then again.
Wait don’t move—they came in three’s. Any moment now the last one would come. Rigid he stood, anticipation clearly drawn in the twist of his small features. Certainly he let eons pass, just standing there so still with those large black eyes just a-staring all fixed like at...nothing really. Just air. But that wasn’t important. He wouldn’t start something else until that last one came, yes sir, he knew it would. Because every time before it would surprise him right when he was ready to bite into a juicy stalk and he’d end up biting his tongue instead and boy did that hu—
Oh! There it was!
That last one.
Geez, finally.
And what a doozy it was too, knocking him off balance like that; sending his front side over and backwards and landing on the downy grey that covered his back. Pesky sand—getting snuffled into his nose like that when all he was trying to do was find some lunch time roots.
He should get back up again, he knew he should, that little rumbling gurgle in his tummy kept telling him he should. But he didn’t really want to just yet. And so there he stayed with four little fur lined paws held in the air. Hey it almost looked like he was walking on the sky from here! He giggled amusedly, chittering until his sides nearly hurt to breathe at all until it died off into a yawn.
The sun felt nice and this would be a good place to nap, he thought, as he eyes began to drift close on their own accord. Sleep was so nice and so hard to get when you’re alone, and he was almost just there and he was just so tired and...
Then sneezed again.
Well, shoot.
OOC note he is a wee bun bun