((*glees* I've been meaning to squee at you since Percy's arrival. The book is one of my favorites and you do such a wonderful job with him. :D))
Sador was a very protective dog. So protective that she was blocking Starbuck from this man's view, thus preventing her from getting help. "Bad girl," she grumbled, shoving the dog's leg as hard as she could with tiny arms. Yeah, that already felt ridiculous. So she walked under Sador's belly (a decidedly mind-bending task from her new perspective) and emerged on the other side, not far from this new guy's feet.
She hadn't seen him before. Odd way of dressing. "Hello!" she shouted at him, seeming to recall from bad fantasy shows in her childhood that being small made you softer to big people (she had no idea whether it was true). "Over here!" She waved her hands high in the air for emphasis.
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Date: 2007-09-16 11:31 pm (UTC)Sador was a very protective dog. So protective that she was blocking Starbuck from this man's view, thus preventing her from getting help. "Bad girl," she grumbled, shoving the dog's leg as hard as she could with tiny arms. Yeah, that already felt ridiculous. So she walked under Sador's belly (a decidedly mind-bending task from her new perspective) and emerged on the other side, not far from this new guy's feet.
She hadn't seen him before. Odd way of dressing. "Hello!" she shouted at him, seeming to recall from bad fantasy shows in her childhood that being small made you softer to big people (she had no idea whether it was true). "Over here!" She waved her hands high in the air for emphasis.