Snippet #2641124

Tiberius

Lazily laying in the afternoon sun and chewing on a piece of bark, Tiberius rolled his head over to see what Blossom had done now. She had bit at that trick for forever now, did she finally do it? Looks like she did. She didn't get THAT excited over any small thing. Only the medium and big things. It takes a lot of energy to prance about, after all. She better untie the vine from the leather strap soon, otherwise that dinner trap he was making would stay unstrung.

Spitting out the soggy bark, he congratulated his friend. "Good job, Feathers! You should try tying the vine around the tree branch again! Remember that time you made that swing over the river? That was neato. Too bad it didn't hold Drais all that well. Had to string up a whole new one after he broke it. Those darn things are hard to make too. Well, it looks like it at least. Your the one who does it" he told her, though he doubted she heard much of what he said over her own yipping. He decided to roll over onto his belly and sit up. Where did he spit out that bark to? The grass was too tall here.