Post by Foxtail on Jun 15, 2011 17:18:16 GMT -6
Finally, she settled on the lowest branch, not really in the mood to walk all over leaves. The sound of them crunching would probably never be something she would enjoy, even if she had to walk on them until the day she died. "I'm fine. Been up here enjoying the sun after hunting for a bit." She meowed, then swished her overly fluffy long tail and started picking out a burr that had gotten tangled in it while she wasn't watching. "Wish these burrs didn't like my tail so much though... They're such a pain to get out."
