Miss Snow Finds Herself a Pup!
Miss Snow paces around him, her eyes playfully watching his every frustrated twitch. “Let’s see you do another one, pup,” she teases, her voice light but commanding. “Play dead!” she says with a snap of her fingers.
waffles flops onto his side, his paws limp in the air, eyes closed as he plays dead, his front tail waving around in the air lackadaisically.
Miss Snow claps her hands softly, her laughter bright and teasing. “Oh wow! Such a good boy,” she purrs, kneeling to ruffle his belly. “you're going to learn soo many more silly little tricks for me, pup. Hehe.”
His wide eyes flutter open, looking up at her, pleading for mercy, but she only smirks, standing up again, before:
waffles flops onto his side, his paws limp in the air, eyes closed as he plays dead, his front tail waving around in the air lackadaisically.
Miss Snow claps her hands softly, her laughter bright and teasing. “Oh wow! Such a good boy,” she purrs, kneeling to ruffle his belly. “you're going to learn soo many more silly little tricks for me, pup. Hehe.”
His wide eyes flutter open, looking up at her, pleading for mercy, but she only smirks, standing up again, before: