08-05-2019, 08:20 PM
had he been asked to clean up the jungle? no, surprisingly. would he do so anyway so that he wasn't smacked around for it? well... maybe. this was a bit more to prevent boredom and because the smell of smoky, burnt foliage was giving him a headache. august had heard of some sort of gathering to clean up the mess they had been left with and the terrier followed the general direction pittians were going to participate.
the piles of ashes made his typically white curly fur stained grey. it felt odd and grainy between his toes. the terrier's tail wagged behind him as he used his front paws to push crisped wood chunks and broken branches out of the pathways. not really paying attention to where he was going exactly, august ended up accidentally tripping over himself, sending the ashen wood and dust all over gael's direction.
the piles of ashes made his typically white curly fur stained grey. it felt odd and grainy between his toes. the terrier's tail wagged behind him as he used his front paws to push crisped wood chunks and broken branches out of the pathways. not really paying attention to where he was going exactly, august ended up accidentally tripping over himself, sending the ashen wood and dust all over gael's direction.