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circus!
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AND I WILL PROTECT YOU
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"Dig, dig, dig..." Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig!
On that picture-perfect afternoon, Circus found herself scraping away at the earth to push her way deeper and deeper underneath the towering oak's heavy roots. She had been at it for close to three days now, manically clawing at the ground until a rather sizable hole had formed. It was really starting to take shape now! Her laughter could be heard easily mingling with the songbirds and the rattling orange leaves within the thick of the forest outside of ThunderClan territory.
This particular oak tree was outstandingly old and gnarled, and left the ground covered in leaves up to Circus' belly. Whenever she would get tired of rolling around in the dirt, she had made up an awesome new game of running at full speed through the leaves just to tumble around and watch the colors of leaf-fall crinkle and flutter all around her.
For now, though, digging!
"Dig, dig, diggin', diggin', dug! Diggin' a big ol' hole! Dig, dug, lug, mug, rug, pug, wug! Dug, dug, dig... Dig..."
It wasn't long before she had lost steam, and even though Circus had already made a fairly sizeable den for herself in the form of a hole in the ground that led down into what she wanted to be an open area underneath the tree itself... Digging was hard, and it was difficult to ignore the pain in her arm muscles when she didn't have anything to distract herself with. Eventually, she exited her little construction project and stared at the leaves covering the ground like a river of gold. "Aw, man... My shoulders hurt now... This sucks! Digging is terrible!!"
Her frustrated scream was only met with silence.
"Oh..." Suddenly feeling very disheartened, Circus sat down and let out a heavy sigh. "Well... At least the sky's nice and blue today... Yesterday it was all gloomy and grey..."
- - ──── ⋅ ⋅ ── : ✩ : ── ⋅ ⋅ ──── - - On that picture-perfect afternoon, Circus found herself scraping away at the earth to push her way deeper and deeper underneath the towering oak's heavy roots. She had been at it for close to three days now, manically clawing at the ground until a rather sizable hole had formed. It was really starting to take shape now! Her laughter could be heard easily mingling with the songbirds and the rattling orange leaves within the thick of the forest outside of ThunderClan territory.
This particular oak tree was outstandingly old and gnarled, and left the ground covered in leaves up to Circus' belly. Whenever she would get tired of rolling around in the dirt, she had made up an awesome new game of running at full speed through the leaves just to tumble around and watch the colors of leaf-fall crinkle and flutter all around her.
For now, though, digging!
"Dig, dig, diggin', diggin', dug! Diggin' a big ol' hole! Dig, dug, lug, mug, rug, pug, wug! Dug, dug, dig... Dig..."
It wasn't long before she had lost steam, and even though Circus had already made a fairly sizeable den for herself in the form of a hole in the ground that led down into what she wanted to be an open area underneath the tree itself... Digging was hard, and it was difficult to ignore the pain in her arm muscles when she didn't have anything to distract herself with. Eventually, she exited her little construction project and stared at the leaves covering the ground like a river of gold. "Aw, man... My shoulders hurt now... This sucks! Digging is terrible!!"
Her frustrated scream was only met with silence.
"Oh..." Suddenly feeling very disheartened, Circus sat down and let out a heavy sigh. "Well... At least the sky's nice and blue today... Yesterday it was all gloomy and grey..."
EVEN IF YOU WON'T PROTECT ME TOO!