Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2016 6:41:45 GMT -6
a light breeze whisked through buttercup's patchy, brown-golden fur as she shuffled around the garden. the greying she-cat was fluffed up against the cold, and her scar-stricken face was scrunched up against the battering snow. the ugly lump of a cat eventually heard the distinct tingling of the plaything. she jumped up from her crouching position and quickly began to dig a hole underneath her. after clearing out a significant amount of snow, she found the red and blue ball. it was caked with hard-packed snow, and buttercup threw it at the wall to clear it out. purring a rustic purr, she began to play with it, throwing it around and catching it. eventually, however, she threw it across the fence. she let out an annoyed whimper, before bunching up her legs and leaping over the fence.
well, it was different. an old cottage with a roof that was sagging with snow was placed to the front of the property. at the back, a giant snow-caked maple tree was sprouting out at an odd angle, with a bench filled with red and brown leaves placed under it. buttercup began to sniff around for the plaything, leaping onto the bench and sneezing. she, obliviously did not notice the cat behind her.
well, it was different. an old cottage with a roof that was sagging with snow was placed to the front of the property. at the back, a giant snow-caked maple tree was sprouting out at an odd angle, with a bench filled with red and brown leaves placed under it. buttercup began to sniff around for the plaything, leaping onto the bench and sneezing. she, obliviously did not notice the cat behind her.
